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I would assume August-san would still be looking, so I'd say go ahead but that's just me.
And posted once again~
It was if he had a sixth sense, maybe so. But Shin could already feel himself being watched, and as far as he knew there was only one person a way behind him. He didn't blame anyone here if they were and or ever became suspicious of him or what he did or didn't do. That was his own choice, what he did was for his own goal. Apart from that, he didn't really have all that much reason to keep going, unless of course between now and then he found some other reason for living. But that thought was just a pipe dream, highly wishful thinking if you will. Nothing else to it, but it did make him wonder. If there were others who wanted a chance like this far more than he did, then why were they not here already? Or maybe he was just exceptionally early, either that or everyone else was late.
Despite highly doubting his latter statement, his mind was soon turned to other matters. Although the whistle he produced was only small, it seemed to echo within the warehouse, not really his idea behind it. Oh well. Turning his head in the direction of the male that spoke, said male's expression void of almost any emotion. How very strange, and interesting no doubt. Shin could only assume this to be the man that has summoned him, and most likely others here known as a 'Mr. Dust". After all, he saw no other as imposing as the man a few paces away from him. At least, compared to most he was, still, luckily and rather nicely for the tall thief, he still stood above the man.
The measured step forward, sure he noticed it. However, at the current moment it was of little importance. Thinking at the question put to him for a brief few seconds, the thief soon looked once again towards the man before him, a small grin tugging at his expression all the while. "Jokes? None that I can recall of, Mr. Dust. If that is the name you go by of course, or am I adressing the wrong person here?" Shin answered his tone both calm and collected, a seemingly light air about his reply. A small smile still remaining on his face as he finished, hands still within his pockets.
His attention distracted once again by the opening of the door he came from, tilting his head backwards to look upside down. Only to see another at the entryway, how nice. More company. Even from doing just that, it was clear that the young man was very flexible for his age at least, returning his gaze quickly back to the man before him. After all, he wanted to see if his assumption on the matter was correct, he was rarely wrong and that meant it was always a nice way to pass the time.
Despite highly doubting his latter statement, his mind was soon turned to other matters. Although the whistle he produced was only small, it seemed to echo within the warehouse, not really his idea behind it. Oh well. Turning his head in the direction of the male that spoke, said male's expression void of almost any emotion. How very strange, and interesting no doubt. Shin could only assume this to be the man that has summoned him, and most likely others here known as a 'Mr. Dust". After all, he saw no other as imposing as the man a few paces away from him. At least, compared to most he was, still, luckily and rather nicely for the tall thief, he still stood above the man.
The measured step forward, sure he noticed it. However, at the current moment it was of little importance. Thinking at the question put to him for a brief few seconds, the thief soon looked once again towards the man before him, a small grin tugging at his expression all the while. "Jokes? None that I can recall of, Mr. Dust. If that is the name you go by of course, or am I adressing the wrong person here?" Shin answered his tone both calm and collected, a seemingly light air about his reply. A small smile still remaining on his face as he finished, hands still within his pockets.
His attention distracted once again by the opening of the door he came from, tilting his head backwards to look upside down. Only to see another at the entryway, how nice. More company. Even from doing just that, it was clear that the young man was very flexible for his age at least, returning his gaze quickly back to the man before him. After all, he wanted to see if his assumption on the matter was correct, he was rarely wrong and that meant it was always a nice way to pass the time.
@August: Want me to wait for Sturm or can I go ahead?
-Edit- Eh, never mind.
-Edit- Eh, never mind.
A mental sound that made itself known, the young thief didn't make a sound for the time being, simply listening and waiting. Yet wondering just why so much effort had to be made to open such a door, then again, it looked like it was about to fall into a thousand small pieces, and even the thought in itself produced a small smile from Shin. A few spare seconds ticked on by, that same door becoming half open within that time frame. Looking at the man that appeared, or half appeared from the door rather, who appeared to actually be younger than even him glancing about to what he would only assume as checking around the immediate area. A sensible idea if nothing else.
The look he received was only answered with an arched eyebrow from the thief, being eyed up and down by others wasn't normally what he expected, even with all he had seen over the years. But this whole situation was well out of the 'normal' category and more into the 'totally insane and fucked up' one. It quickly became clear that this man knew who he was, or of him at the very least. At the name given, Shin didn't pause to think or speak merely continued to hear this man out until he was done.
Chuckling ever so lightly as the younger male finished, the tall thief took this chance to speak. "More than one of you then I take it?" He asked fluently, as clear as the day. Removing his right own gloved hand from his pocket, returning the offered greeting both firmly and briefly. Well, looked like this would be much more interesting than he had first ever thought it would be. It was a thief's habit by nature to always check around for ways out, as well as who had what on them. Of course, Shin being Shin. He wasn't stupid, far from it actually, apparently he had first been noticed by 'those two' for his brain power. At least that's what he was told, not that he believed it really. Total bull naturally.
As such when he'd glanced at the male that let him in, sure he had a handgun on him, thus causing Shin to make a brief mental note. Not to try and anger anyone here, at least until he was properly armed anyhow. Strolling passed this 'Mr. Grimm' and further into the building or rather into the main part of the building, having had to duck his head to get past the entrance door, due to his rather imposing height at that. The young thief took this chance to look around, one van at the back shut, another being arranged and stocked. Looked like the only other possible exit, lovely. Hands still in his jacket pockets, Shin casually moved forward towards the old blackboard where another male stood, now simply stopping mid way to allow a proper glance around. Letting out a small whistle, it wasn't much but for as far as he could see what three people alone? It certainly wasn't bad at all, so for now, it seemed everyone here would have to make do including him. Now that was something the young thief was used to.
The look he received was only answered with an arched eyebrow from the thief, being eyed up and down by others wasn't normally what he expected, even with all he had seen over the years. But this whole situation was well out of the 'normal' category and more into the 'totally insane and fucked up' one. It quickly became clear that this man knew who he was, or of him at the very least. At the name given, Shin didn't pause to think or speak merely continued to hear this man out until he was done.
Chuckling ever so lightly as the younger male finished, the tall thief took this chance to speak. "More than one of you then I take it?" He asked fluently, as clear as the day. Removing his right own gloved hand from his pocket, returning the offered greeting both firmly and briefly. Well, looked like this would be much more interesting than he had first ever thought it would be. It was a thief's habit by nature to always check around for ways out, as well as who had what on them. Of course, Shin being Shin. He wasn't stupid, far from it actually, apparently he had first been noticed by 'those two' for his brain power. At least that's what he was told, not that he believed it really. Total bull naturally.
As such when he'd glanced at the male that let him in, sure he had a handgun on him, thus causing Shin to make a brief mental note. Not to try and anger anyone here, at least until he was properly armed anyhow. Strolling passed this 'Mr. Grimm' and further into the building or rather into the main part of the building, having had to duck his head to get past the entrance door, due to his rather imposing height at that. The young thief took this chance to look around, one van at the back shut, another being arranged and stocked. Looked like the only other possible exit, lovely. Hands still in his jacket pockets, Shin casually moved forward towards the old blackboard where another male stood, now simply stopping mid way to allow a proper glance around. Letting out a small whistle, it wasn't much but for as far as he could see what three people alone? It certainly wasn't bad at all, so for now, it seemed everyone here would have to make do including him. Now that was something the young thief was used to.
Thank you August-san.
There, a post is up for you all~
It wasn't uncommon for Shin to be found within the very-most slums of the city, but it wasn't your everyday occurrence either. Those around him knew that as well as the young mercenary did, although he disliked the term 'mercenary' itself. He was a thief through and through, over the years, that much had become evident within his day to day nature. These slums through times passed, were now his home once again. The only good part? Anyone apart of the so called 'law' or so they posed as, never- no. Very rarely entered unto this part of the city. It was the only saving grace for these people, some of which like him. Others simply fighting for survival be it against those upper class snobs as Shin recalled, or one another for scraps of food, scraps that kept these people living.
Still, as of now. That was unimportant. As cruel as it was, and Shin knew that to be so, any others living here were of no importance to him. What was you ask? To find a way so that he, himself could keep on living. Keep on fighting, and the most crucial part of that? To keep on looking too, looking for those that hurt the ones most precious to this young man. Luckily for him, there were those here who spoke his native tongue, not many but a rare few, that in itself was.... well nice. It felt as if he was back home again with talk like that, Shin's head coming to turn to his sudden right coming across another male who appeared quite younger than his own self.
"Shin-san, watashi wa kore o mitsuketa. Sore wa anata no tame no yō ni miemasu." (Shin, I found this. Looks like it's for you.)
"Eh, nandesuka? Sore wa dare karadesu ka?" (Eh, what is? Who's it from?)
"Shiranai. Shikashi, sore wa kokode wa, jūyō-sōda." (Dunno. But it looks important, here.)
"Arigatou." (Thank you.)
A small letter made it's way into his right hand, the other male leaving quickly after with a small respectful bow. On the front read 'For a Mr. Fox', so they knew him by that name? Whoever it was, looked like they had been doing a little digging about what he was up to then, at least that was the first thought to pass Shin's mind anyhow. It wasn't sealed from some of the finer things used by the upper class, as he had spotted on his journeys about the city. It looked rather common actually. Huh. Turning the letter over and taking the paper from within it's small package easily. Chocolate orbs narrowing slightly at what the contents of the letter, and what was being asked of him. Just what on earth did this so called 'Mr. Dust' want with him? One thing was for sure, if this so called organization named 'The Citizens' wanted him, it meant they wanted others as well. Might as well go check it out then, right?
Having headed where he was told all on foot, having lead him to a phone that seemed as if it was centuries old, but still remained in working order. How odd. The voice he had heard upon the other end sounded rather gruff and almost uninterested. But Shin could never tell properly by just a voice, he would have to meet a person face to face to find out. Following the directions given to him, although cautious about this entire situation, the young thief soon came across the warehouse with the number '67' marked onto it's outer frame. Seeing the front locked up tightly, Shin slowly moved forward, hands tucked within his jacket pockets. Although spotting them, he ignored any others within the area, coming to halt at the side door of the building.
Would he ever regret doing this, or coming this far so quickly? Nah. He could regret when he was dead, and seeing as he wasn't just yet. Until then... any being inside would here two tapped out sounds on the side door, that of a rough knocking sound. Twice as requested, time to find out just what this was all about.
Still, as of now. That was unimportant. As cruel as it was, and Shin knew that to be so, any others living here were of no importance to him. What was you ask? To find a way so that he, himself could keep on living. Keep on fighting, and the most crucial part of that? To keep on looking too, looking for those that hurt the ones most precious to this young man. Luckily for him, there were those here who spoke his native tongue, not many but a rare few, that in itself was.... well nice. It felt as if he was back home again with talk like that, Shin's head coming to turn to his sudden right coming across another male who appeared quite younger than his own self.
"Shin-san, watashi wa kore o mitsuketa. Sore wa anata no tame no yō ni miemasu." (Shin, I found this. Looks like it's for you.)
"Eh, nandesuka? Sore wa dare karadesu ka?" (Eh, what is? Who's it from?)
"Shiranai. Shikashi, sore wa kokode wa, jūyō-sōda." (Dunno. But it looks important, here.)
"Arigatou." (Thank you.)
A small letter made it's way into his right hand, the other male leaving quickly after with a small respectful bow. On the front read 'For a Mr. Fox', so they knew him by that name? Whoever it was, looked like they had been doing a little digging about what he was up to then, at least that was the first thought to pass Shin's mind anyhow. It wasn't sealed from some of the finer things used by the upper class, as he had spotted on his journeys about the city. It looked rather common actually. Huh. Turning the letter over and taking the paper from within it's small package easily. Chocolate orbs narrowing slightly at what the contents of the letter, and what was being asked of him. Just what on earth did this so called 'Mr. Dust' want with him? One thing was for sure, if this so called organization named 'The Citizens' wanted him, it meant they wanted others as well. Might as well go check it out then, right?
Having headed where he was told all on foot, having lead him to a phone that seemed as if it was centuries old, but still remained in working order. How odd. The voice he had heard upon the other end sounded rather gruff and almost uninterested. But Shin could never tell properly by just a voice, he would have to meet a person face to face to find out. Following the directions given to him, although cautious about this entire situation, the young thief soon came across the warehouse with the number '67' marked onto it's outer frame. Seeing the front locked up tightly, Shin slowly moved forward, hands tucked within his jacket pockets. Although spotting them, he ignored any others within the area, coming to halt at the side door of the building.
Would he ever regret doing this, or coming this far so quickly? Nah. He could regret when he was dead, and seeing as he wasn't just yet. Until then... any being inside would here two tapped out sounds on the side door, that of a rough knocking sound. Twice as requested, time to find out just what this was all about.
*nods* I'll go and bring Shin in then. Hopefully.
Depends on who's going first here then?
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