Post by Alexander Voss on Mar 4, 2021 20:13:16 GMT
Name: The Heist Requirements: 3,000 WC Minimum Rewards: 1,000z | 200 XP | 500 SP | 2 TP Description: It has been leaked to you that there is a train leaving West City, that is carrying Hundreds of pounds of Gold and Gems to North City. A well-known gang boss is willing to split the Spoils 50/50 with anyone that can fan-dangle a Heist. What you weren't told, is that the train is disguised as a passenger train that is full of innocent people. Now that you are locked into a deal with the 'Boss', you have to bring him back something if you want to keep your life.
Post by Alexander Voss on Mar 4, 2021 20:35:26 GMT
"...Very well," Alexander spoke, ending the communication from the EDF. While he didn't particularly feel that this task was suited well for him, at the same time, he knew that many of the others were off-world at the moment. Serkie was still around, but he had no idea if the creature was taking assignments at the moment, given the fact that the power he had received from the Dragon was to hunt his enemies down and get revenge- there was entirely the possibility that he was going to be busy doing that for some time. The others were still back on Arlia, which left the ESF up to Alexander.
The young man exhaled slowly as he stood from the desk, reaching over for the heavy weighted coat, as if by habit. He knew that he didn't really need to wear this anymore. According to Fudendrenk, who he'd had the ability to train with for a very short time before he was taken back to Otherworld, he had surpassed the need to wear the weights, and doing so any longer wasn't really needed. Still, the weight was comfortable- he actually had begun to feel almost strange without it and so despite himself, he pulled the heavy garment over his shoulders, letting the thing that weighed an improbable amount dangle downward over his legs.
There was a train that was leaving from West City, headed up to North. Some of the trade that had happened between the two cities had required some form of payment, and that was leaving the West and headed up North, which then would leave them with a great deal of their debt paid. Of course, the EDF had gotten word that someone was planning to hijack the train, take the valuables and make off with it. To make matters worse, they'd chosen to use a passenger train to try and transport these. Either to save on costs or maybe to make it a less appealing target, Alexander wasn't sure. All the same, he shifted as he made his way to the emergency exit- which is what he used more often then not, lately.
Moving towards it, he allowed the Void to gather around him for a moment before it propelled him upward and out of the exit, taking directly to the sky. He would be far, far faster without his coat, he knew, but he didn't particularly find enjoyment in this. Of course, there was another reason that he was doing this, and that was more for Wilbur than for the EDF in general. The man hailed from West City, which had been almost entirely destroyed with Cell's attacks. And while it had mostly recovered, the young man's psyche still hadn't fully, at least not as far as Alex had seen. If nothing else, with Wilbur on Arlia, he'd do his fellow youngster a proverbial 'solid' and make sure that West City didn't just lose tens of thousands of Zeni in this upcoming planned robbery.
I want you to assemble a group, get the goods and bring them back here. You get your fifty and I get mine. Do we have a deal? those were the orders the boss gave Keijaku. He didn't question the end game of it all, all he wanted was the money. And his Zeni and clothing proved it, they were ragged, torn.m, smelled of a putrid odor. After hearing what this would offer he honestly couldn't help but smile. The risks were high but the benefit was sure to envelop the demons mind. This passenger train heist would be a great opportunity for them all, all the goods would make them rich beyond there wildest dreams. The team did took awhile to assemble and make although it took a bit of convincing.
Each of the men had there own unique quirks that made them perfect for the heist. The brains, the muscle, the tech. All the requirements necessary, however this wasn't going to easy. One small slip up and the whole operation could be ruined.
In the warehouse where the group was supposed to meet. They got prepared, going over the plan ofer three times.?Getting prepared with all the weaponry an other essentials one of the men asked.
So where is the train even at? Is it even safe without police interference?
"Were heading towards the train leaving West City. Thats where the prize is at and far as it being secured. Yeah. the demon said, giving s thumbs up. This plan would work foolproof.
One of the men gave a detailed explanation of the train itself after all everyone was different. "The train should arrive in North City in about thirty minutes. Tons of passengers on the train. Each covered by sections. If we manage to get to the conductor room without issue we take control of the train, take everyones cellphones to ensure nobody pulls anything and get the gold.
Everyone nodded and prepared..
Everyone get ready. We leave now" The demons team would assemble an assortment of weaponry, making sure to conceal them to not raise suspicion. Wearing outfits though heavy would be hidden underneath, they never knew what chaos would ensure if things go south. It would take awhile for them team to arrive, but they would enter the train with the appropriate passes to get on board. Taking their seats and waiting for the signal, train would unbeknownst to them that another passenger would eventually arrive.
Post by Alexander Voss on Mar 8, 2021 19:00:08 GMT
The streak of grey shot through the sky as Alexander hurtled toward West City. Being based in Central City now, the young man could get anywhere that he needed to go in a hurry, and it wasn't too much longer before he had arrived over the rebuilt West City. It was almost hard to imagine that at one point, this entire city had been mostly destroyed by the factors of Cell and also the fights that had happened around it. Of course, at the moment, things were back to normal due to the nanobots that had reconstructed the entire city almost overnight. Of course, there were still large swaths of ghost town at this point, as the people who had died... were still gone.
He frowned as he hovered in the air for a moment before he shot downward toward the train station, and then landed just outside of it. The train itself hadn't left yet, and Alexander glanced over at the conductor who was helping to get things orchestrated for the train. He moved over to the man, and as the young man fell into the fellow's vision, the conductor turned to look at him, and Alexander nodded at him. "I'm here on behalf of the EDF. We heard that there was a potential robbery planned on your train. I'm not going to be on the passenger list, but I'll be making sure that nothing happens to your train," the young man spoke, nodding to the fellow.
The conductor looked to Alexander, looking him over. "I had expected a bit... more from what the EDF promised, but if you're certain that you can smack away anyone who's trying this, then we'll trust you. Just don't think that we'll support the EDF going forward if you all fail," the man spoke, and Alexander's own gaze flickered over the fellow. Of course, he supposed he couldn't blame him. Alexander knew that very few people knew about him- he kept himself hidden away from the limelight for the ESF.
"I am certain you are familiar with Tomoshibi, of the Civilian ESF?" Alexander spoke, and the conductor's eyes widened slightly and he nodded. "I am his superior. You are in safe hands," the young man spoke, and the conductor blinked, almost somewhere between fear and suspicion at the fact that Alexander had so brazenly announced that he was the man's superior.
The young man turned away from the conductor, and he simply leapt upward, the void aura wrapping around him and he hopped up onto the actual train itself, surveying the scene. He didn't particularly see anyone that looked suspicious, but all the same.. he felt like there was something that felt... off... here. There wasn't anything major, but just a fighter's instinct, and his silver eyes flickered over those gathered below. He didn't know if they were here yet or not... but he would find them if they were.
The demon closed his eyes. It seemed like a power source was atop the train, albiet hard to decipher. Besides he wasn't good at sensing energy, even if he couldn't he wasnt going to just go on a rampage so easily. He would pull out his phone and give a text message towards the indiviuals he was working with on the train.
"Lay low. And wait for my signal. soon as he sent the text out one of the attendtets caught him. Thabkfully nothing to serious, just something alone the lines of. "Please no cellphones on the train." One of the train attendents would say, to which he replied kindly. "Of course, I'm very sorry." he'd place his phone back into his pocket. One of the men would get the message and stare back at Keijaku to which he nodded. Was already bad enough but now some guy goes off and looks over them like a teacher looking at a student to see if they were cheating? This plan just went from a cakewalk to something more interesting.
We need to discuss a new plan. Meet in the commute room. All of them would get up and head towards the room, as one person tried to get pass. "Excuse us" one of the men would say as they all went inside the quiet commute room. Took a few seconds to get there, it was really cramped. Felt like they were in a military vehicle.
Whats the plan now genius? One of the men asked, a bit disrupt and upset about the current situation. This was supposed to be an easy job. And money in their pockets. Now we have this lil cop watching us. Kiejaku pondered for a minute looking at the options before them, before coming up with a plan. It was a stretch but it could work. Alright guys. We cant go loud, obviously that'll have them raise the alarm and get us all killed. We could take it slow but who knows when that'll work. What we need to do now is make a distraction. Everyone looked at him with an eyebrow raised.
And how are we gonna do huh.
You still have those cyanide pills in case things so down the drain?
Yeah what about em? He asked, pulling out the cyanide We place them in someones drink, one they take a sip they'll have there heart stopped. That'll be long enough for us to get the goods."
The train would then begin to head off towards its destination. Now that the plan has been discussed, its time to put it into action. And fast, who knows when that guy may come barging in to save the day.
Post by Alexander Voss on Mar 12, 2021 20:42:35 GMT
Alexander gave a low sound as the train began to move, and things began to go off without a hitch. Hm. Apparently some of the information that had been given was incorrect. That or Alexander wasn't quite as good at picking out suspicious individuals as he thought. Surely though, that couldn't be the case- but that was the only two options that he could follow at the moment. And while he was quite sure of himself... he also didn't believe that the EDF would make a mistake. That meant they'd either gotten here before Alexander had, or they had managed to escape notice. And if they were good at what they did, it was entirely possible that they were able to escape his notice.
His grey gaze flickered around the train top, as if he were able to see through the roof and determine where the fools were, but he couldn't at all sense who was going to be doing this robbery. "Tch," the young man hissed as he began to move up the train, his heavy coat barely moving, even with the train picking up speed. It held incredible weight within it, and it was only his aura that was keeping him from breaking through the roof of the train, the mastery of his energies truly something to behold as he moved up toward the front of the train, curious if he could find out what was happening from a more direct view... but as he came up to the car nearest the lead, a sudden sound caught his ear.
He glanced back behind him, hearing the sudden scream and he turned, beginning to move back from the Conductor's car, heading back near the back end of the train. Alexander didn't know exactly where the money was being held, and so he realized he probably should have discovered that before he had gotten this far. But now there was likely the event of something or someone being hurt, and as he drew closer, unaware that he had been duped by the oldest trick in the book by the distraction, the young man's eyes narrowed as he hopped off the side, speeding alongside the train as he glanced at the open window, before slipping within.
The train shifted a little as he landed, due to the extreme weight of the coat he wore, and his gaze was drawn to a fellow who looked like he was having a heart attack. The young man moved toward him, moving to set his hands on the man's chest which was beating frantically, and the fellow kept gasping for breath- but not in the way that he might expect. He frowned slightly as he looked at the spilled drink as well, before he exhaled slowly, reaching a hand out as the void-grey energies began to wind and twist outward, pressing up against the fellow's body before he began to dissolve and absorb the drug in his body. "Cyanide. This was a diversion," Alexander mused, realizing that he had been duped.
The plan seemed to have worked. Now it was time to get the money, the group would head towards the top of the train where the conductor was at. It took awhile but they made it, the conductor was shocked at the horrific incident so he tried to call someone to get help. However, Dave would immediately kick down the door, pointing the gun towards the conductors chest. Keijaku would then enter yelling at him furiously.
"Where's the money?" He said, too which the conductor looked scared. His tone of voice sounding more like a sniveling child.
"I-I don't know!"
"You're lying.He would then would butt the condusctor with his gun pointing it straight at him.
"One more chance. He didn't want to kill the man outright, sure he did put guys in shark-infested waters. But this was an entire different situation all together.
O-Okay! Its at the door, there's a safe there.
"See? Now was that hard" He patted him on the head, giving a menacing smile.
"Come on man. We gotta get outta here, who knows when that guy is gonna come." Dave was right, this was a waste of time. They just need to get the money and head out, but considering the time until it reached the destination. They'd still be vulnerable when they'd arrive.
Move! "I-Its all here." The person would show them the area. It was safely secured, the demon would shove him to open the door. He did exactly as told, and there were a plethora of cash.
Both Keijaku and Dave would put the money in the duffle bags, carrying hundreds, hell thousands of dollars in pure cash. Their bags would be filled and it was time to head out, however before they could leave Dave looked back at the man. Keijaku obviously looked confused.
"Thank you for your cooperation.. Dave would then fire a single shot at the man." Seeing followed by a thud Keijaku would look in utter horror. The blood didn't gush in a constant flow, At first it came thick and strong, flowing through the guys fingers the moved over his hand, the thick fluid no warmer or cooler than his own skin. After a few moments more the blood was still leaving his rapidly paling flesh, but the pulses were slower, weaker.
He would grab Dave by the collar and ask "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!Keijaku yelled.
This wasn't part of the damn plan!" The man couldn't help but laugh, it was obviously this kid wasn't good enough for the job. Hell if he was in charge they'd be at the crime boss swimming in profits. Isn't it obvious? We don't need any witnesses. The man looked at the demon with an intense glare, it was
We agreed to go quiet!
"Yeah, well its time to do things different. He said, adjusting his coat, you don't have the guts to kill? And your supposed to be giving us orders?
The train began to build up speed. The demon didn't know whether or not the stranger would've gotten to them. If so, he'd have to distract him. Against his bitter judgement, he had to bring something back, otherwise he was a dead man..or well demon. Regardless, he and Dave would go down towards the aisle of the train.
Attention passengers, we'll be arriving st West City in approximately three minutes. They had to stall once again.
"Here.. Keijaku would hand the duffle bag to Dave. Giving a heavy sigh, he knew they weren't going to handle this dude so he was the only chance they got.
And what the hell are you gonna do?
Keijaku looked at him. "I'm gonna buy us more time. He'd go towards each and ever y door moving closer to the place where the distraction was held. If the stranger would sense his energy it was obvious he was looking for a fight. Hopefully it'll be enough until the train reached West City.
Post by Alexander Voss on Mar 15, 2021 17:43:54 GMT
Alexander could feel the annoyance building up in him at having fallen for such an obvious trick. Not that he supposed he should have expected it, but all the same, the fact that he hadn't been able to get to the man in time, on top of other things now happening... he couldn't help but to feel a tremor of anger shooting down his spine, if only briefly. He exhaled slowly, trying to keep himself calm as he stood up, looking toward the front of the train. It stood to reason that if they used the trick back here, they would be heading in the opposite direction.
Rather than move up the train, Alexander moved back toward the window, and as he did so, there were several who were murmuring amongst themselves about what had happened. The young man hadn't expected those who were robbing the train to try and kill others... but it very much seemed that such was the case. He was now on a high alert- it was entirely likely that they were going to kill again. He shifted forward toward the window and with an easy, agile movement, the young man hopped outside of it, and hurtled forward toward the front of the train.
Even with the train going at full blast, Alexander caught up with it easily, and the young man shifted into the car nearest the front of the train. As he landed, a gunshot rang out, and his body went cold, frustration and anger building up within him. He had let someone else die. Whoever had pulled the trigger had effectively signed their own death warrant. Unlike those like Tomoshibi, Alexander was no hero- if someone was willing to kill, they were going to be killing again, and while jailing may stop them... it was more likely that there was yet another method in place instead.
He exhaled as he began to move forward... before he could feel something beginning to approach. The young man didn't move from where he stood in the car itself, and he glanced to the people that were in here as well. "Things are going to get dangerous. Go back to a previous car," he spoke aloud. There was a hesitation from them at his words... before all of them began to move as a whole toward the door behind Alexander, heading into the previous room, panic in their voices.
As the door shut behind him, Alexander turned to look at it, before he heard the door opening just before him and he turned, facing what appeared to be someone who knew what they were doing when it came to a fight. His opponent likely may not have been expecting someone so young, but all the same, Alexander's energy roiled around him, the aura itself seeming to be alive as it shuddered and undulated, writhing with long, sinuous tendrils of raw energy. "Are you the one responsible for both of the deaths on this train?" the young man demanded, his silver gaze regarding the demon as if he were nothing more than an insect.
His associate would only nod his head as the demon went off to find this mysterious dtranger. The train would be in its destination in a few minutes so he had to act fast, looking towards the
"Hope that idiot doesn't leave off with the money. Need to give the boss something, otherwise I'm toast." He said, walking downwards to the other side of the train. Get some more information about how many people would be boarding and whether the coast would be clear if they manage to go out without a hitch. A few minutes of walking down doors and people shuttering in fear. Keijaku heard a door shut followed by footsteps, seems like the unwanted guest had arrived. He walked over to the noise as he opened the door and came face to face with this stranger. He didn't seem like an adult, looked like he was in his eadly teens based on appearances alone. Wearing a trench coat, eyes filled with a sinister glare, surely this was him.
The strangers aura was strange it had tendrils rather than normal energy., His curiosity was peaked with interest. Just what was this energy? And could he possibly attain one similar? Who knows, but he listened to the man as he asked if the demon was responsible for these death. He could only shrug, not giving a care in the world. "Was I responsible? Well for the first death yes." the demon responded.
"However my associate was responsible for the second death. Completely out of my control." He would only laugh hysterically, is this who they send? The one he was worried about? Seemed like he was an amateur at this sort of thing. "And to think you're supposed to protect innocents, looking at the result seems like your doing a pretty bad job at it."
Post by Alexander Voss on Mar 18, 2021 15:39:51 GMT
The fellow opposite him him had admitted to the first death- that would be the fellow that had died back in the rear of the train. But he also admitted that the second one was not caused by him, but rather an associate of his, and that the death was out of his control. Alexander's eyes narrowed slightly, part of him not believing these words that were spoken, but by the same line of logic, there was no reason to doubt them in the slightest. What reason had this person to lie? If he had indicated that neither of the deaths were his fault, as a way to pass the blame or responsibility, Alexander might have been more suspicious, but he openly claimed the death of the cyanide use.
As the figure continued, Alexander only let a single eyebrow raise. "Protect innocents? If I can. But there's no use lamenting over what's been done," the young man spoke, no uncertainty in his tone as he began to move forward. "I was requested to come and stop the train robbery. The citizens that have been harmed thus far will simply need to be avenged. Two deaths- perhaps yours and your associate? That will even the score. Killing the both of you will save how many more in the future?" the young man spoke before his aura suddenly expanded outward, rushing along the walls as it began to block off the windows as a means of escape, before it did the same to the door Keijaku had just come in.
"I cannot change what has already been done, but I can certainly change the future," the young man spoke as he moved forward. He didn't walk, but merely floated, as if he were suspended in the dark grey energy of the Void Aura that surrounded him. "Although I'm not quite so foolish as to just kill you here and now without offering you the chance to make up for your crimes. Make no mistake that I will find your accomplices, but I am exceedingly busy, and a few hours' of my time is worth more than whatever you and your friends have lifted from this train," the young man spoke, his power steadily growing as he approached the demon.
He wasn't often one for intimidation tactics, and he wasn't entirely sure that the man would comply with the demand he was about to make. But if he didn't, Alexander would simply bring him along- he had no qualms about killing criminals. He was no hero. While Alexander couldn't get an exact sense of power from the fellow before him, unless the man was hiding something, Alex could very likely snap him in half like a twig. "So I'll leave you alive, so long as you show me where your allies have gone. If it turns out that you're lying, your life will be forfeit," Alexander spoke, his tone free of any hesitation or uncertainty. "Do you understand?"
He could get most if not all of the money. The boss never said they needed to be together, long as the money is their. So he decided to sure it was a dick move but money is money, plus it'd be payback for killing that guy. He was evil but he had morals, and killing wasn't one of them.
He saw the man float from off the ground he could feel a menacing aura around him. But he rebutted his answer upon changing the future. "The future rests not on the authority of the empowered, but upon the forgiveness of the abused and enslaved." He said, as the man would give him a second chance to redemption for his crimes. Too which he responded with these words. He bowed "Scouts honor my friend." Wanting to know the location of his accomplices.
"However, I need something from you. Just let me leave with the money and nobody will get hurt. In fact, I'll show you to him right now." The demon said, his voice more calm. "Do we have a deal?" The demon would extend his hand, waiting for his response. If he agreed, it'd be smooth sailing and the boss will be pleased. If not, he'll be left with no choice.
It was supposed to be a sinple job, but he had to go and make things more complicated than it already was. The man, or in this case kid based on his attitude was rather serious on his ideology. And who could blame him.
Post by Alexander Voss on Mar 30, 2021 3:26:17 GMT
"That is only if those who are trodden underfoot can ever gain enough power to deal with their oppressors," Alexander countered. "This world isn't fair. You and I both know that. Power comes to those who often don't need it, and those who do are left to want," the young man spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the other, curious as to what his response would be to the matter. He didn't particularly care either way. If this one was to ignore him and not give him the answer that he needed, there would be no lost sleep from Alexander in removing him as a future obstacle now and then turning his attention to tracking down and finding this one's associates.
Not that even death could truly stop Alexander from finding out what the man knew. There were ways of the Void to determine such things.. and that was well within his own power. But he wouldn't push the matter if the fellow was willing to agree. The words he spoke were exceedingly true, but if you crushed all resistance underfoot without considering the alternatives, then there would be nothing that could ever be mounted against their oppressors, which was exactly the situation that Keijaku found himself in right now facing the young Voss heir. The Scion of the Void was immensely powerful for one so young, and if he weren't restraining himself, it was likely that the train wouldn't have been able to last a surge of his power.
Of course, as the man agreed, (albeit with a vaguely worded 'scout's honor' that Alexander wasn't entirely certain that he could trust,) he had also asked for the money. This was something that West City was already suffering from, and to lose those funds was not something that Alexander could see as an ideal solution. However, the phrase 'and no one else will get hurt' was something that he was well aware of its meaning. Granted, Alexander could just let this one lead him to his compatriots, kill them all, take the money back and be done with it, but he supposed that wasn't necessarily the """heroic""" way to deal with things, even if it was by far the most efficient.
"Fine," he spoke, not really caring. He knew what the funds were that were being stolen- he would just replace them with funds from his own accounts. It would keep everything from spiraling out of control, and while it would certainly set him back a bit when it came to the rebuilding of Central City, he would find a way around it. There were always other lucrative ways to make money, when one had power like Alexander. And on that note, he made an assumption that he was going to be quite curious if it panned out. If he tracked this one... he could find out where the money was going- and he could wipe the lot of them off the map in one fell swoop.
He strode forward the last few steps, extending his own hand to Keijaku's. "Deal. Take me to your...coworkers," he spoke, his eyes narrowed.
Minutes have passed and the coworker was getting impatient about the long wait. Has the demon giving him the works? His he dead? He didn't know as soon as the door opened he was curious. ave you gotten rid of that gu-" The man was shocked. "Not only was the so-called threat was alive and well but he was with the demon, as if they were friends instead the man spoke. "You bastard, what are you doing?! he asked, his voice more worried than anything.
Oh I'm just getting payback for that incident earlier. I may have helped you get the money. But I'm no damn killer. The demon's voice was more serious as his eyes narrowed at his coworker
"Like hell I am! The man would slowly raise his gun at the two of them, and before he could even pull the trigger the demon went underneath him and grabbed it as bullets were now fired upward. Giving a punch straight into his stomach with force, leaving him on the ground hasping for air. Now looking at Alex "There. I got you my co-workers, now its time for your end of the bargain." Of course, the demon was very serious about this predicament. Not only is he risking the life of himself and the coworker he just was hoping Alex wouldn't double cross him. High risk, high reward one might say.
Post by Alexander Voss on Apr 15, 2021 22:05:25 GMT
Alexander hadn't been certain in any way that the young demon he was with was someone that he could trust- but at the same time, he wasn't able to really discount him. This was, perhaps, the only way that he could track down the others. He didn't know their power signature, nor did they have anything on hand that was easily trackable. He could spend a significant amount of money to locate them, of course, and if he had to he certainly would... but this was far easier and far less messy. Well, at least for himself and his temporary alliance partner.
As they arrived at the predetermined meeting spot, it was clear that the others were definitely expecting Keijaku to have killed him already. Unfortunately, none of them were aware of the fact that Alexander was able to deal with perhaps their entire group without lifting a finger if he so chose. Of course, he didn't really see a need to exert that much influence.
"You aim to use a gun against me? You act like such a primitive instrument could harm me," the young man spoke, his tone even as he looked on at the group of them, his gaze flickering over them before Keijaku asked Alexander to uphold his end of the bargain. "The merchandise is yours. I would advise you, however, to leave West City out of any future dealings that you may have. An ally of mine was born and raised here, and should he be the one to catch you in this sort of act, he may not show the kindness that I have."
Alexander's aura began to fade in around him, several tendrils lashing out, acting as if they were living breathing creatures of their own accord as several of the thieves were simply lifted up off the ground, the aura wrapped tight about their throats. The young man showed an impassive expression as they clawed at the energy, gasping for breath. Alexander's cold-eyed gaze flickered to Keijaku. "Also- this is a courtesy that I am only to give you once. With the power you have, you could certainly find other ways to make use of those talents. If I catch wind of your activities further and if you are within my sphere of influence, I guarantee that you'll not draw another breath," the young man spoke.
Like a tree of death, the large tendrils rose up into the air, with several now-limp bodies handing from where the aura had choked them into a state of unconsciousness. They began to drop, one after another, into heaps on the ground, with Alex seemingly paying no mind to whether or not their ankles or legs broke in the process before he moved a hand down to he leader of this little group- the one that Keijaku had struck. "You and I are yet going to have a talk. I guarantee that speaking will be vastly preferable to me extracting the information from you," the young man murmured, his tone empty as he stared at the man.
My apologizes. They sometimes get a bit..rowdy. Keijaku said, the man still moving albiet barely. He would look at Alexandrr as he explained his acceptance of the momey, but only in exchange for leaving the city alone. He just smirked, "I don't care who or what associate is in the city. I'm avoiding this city like the plague, stupid place already giving me flashbacks. He stood for a few seconds staring into space before coming to reality once again. The demon watched as Alexander's tendrils released from his body, lifting up the presumed people he knocked out earlier choking them into unconsciousness. Most of them listened to his words and could only gurgle, only to he put down like heavy gravity atop their bodies. He could feel the man's aura clearly, it wasn't mormal ki but something different. He would've ask what it was but it wasn't really his damn business, hopefully the boss will be curdious to get his cut.
Keijaku watched as Alexanders cold eyes stared into his own, he could only smile as it paced back and forth to explain. "Eh. Can ya blame me? Being born a hell's cape where nothing but violence and misery happens kinda gives warrant for reason. The man could only shrug his shoulders, after all it was in his blood. Though his father was more of an contributor to this compared to mother. Perhaps it was the thrill of excitement? Or the adrenaline rush of getting a good beatdown? Even he didn't know.
"I'd recommend you do so buddy. He said, the demon would lean against the wall of the train. Bending down to rummage through one of the limping bodies of his allies pockets to pull out s cigarette and lighter. As he flicked it, smoke coming through the cigar
One of the men looked up at Alexander, trying to move but his limbs were crushed like a bug. His tone of voice begging for mercy, sweat rolling down his face as he nodded his head. "Okay Okay! I'll tell you everything. Please don't kill me! He said.
Post by Alexander Voss on May 14, 2021 16:53:01 GMT
The next few minutes were full of direct interrogation by Alexander to this other individual who was part of the same criminal ring that Keijaku had been a part of. The name of Keijaku's boss came up, as well as a number of other names of individuals who were loosely related to the crime syndicate. The fellow was simply baring it all, it seemed like, for the single chance to be able to survive. Selling out one's allies was among the lowest of the low- but Alexander didn't particularly care at the moment as to this fellow's key ties or the people he was selling out. What he wanted was information.
However, despite all of this, Alexander was looking for a single key name from Earth Rises Above. And despite all of this, there was no utterance of the group or organization from the fellow's lips, which led the young man to realize that, while he had certainly done West City a favor by taking out these individuals, they would always be replaced. Unless you cut the head off the snake it would grow back. And as such, Alexander glanced back over his shoulder to where Keijaku stood. "This information will be passed along to the EDF," he stated simply as he turned, beginning to walk away.
"That man is free to do with as you wish. Help him, harm him, kill him, I don't care. He won't be able to fight back," he continued, his eyes set dead ahead as he began to merely walk away from the scene of several broken men, not at all seeming to particularly care about their suffering.
He would remember Keijaku's face and his name, and if the man were to come up again in troubling West City, Alexander would separate his limbs from his torso with extreme prejudice.
Watxhing him glance bis shoulder saying something about some organization or program called the EDF. He raised an eyebrow but shrugged turning his back from Alex. "I would ask who this EDF you're speaking of. But that'd be a waste of time." he said watching the man walk away. The man would let him go for the meantime, but knowing him he was completely dedicated to this city. Lucky that he was able to even walkout of here alive, do good and you shall recieve or some bullshit.
"Alright then. Pleasure doing business with you Alex.[/color] He said, picking up the frightened man and throwing him over his shoulder. Screaming with each every movement, the demon patted his head to assure he was safe. Well..for the moment, what was important was the valuables. He could probably tell the boss he was in some freakish accident, yeah that sounds like a good coverup.