Let's Take a Trip to Paris. (Grey, Hektor, and I)

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    Haney watched the fashion shoot with disinterest since he was not here for clothes he came here to stick close to Lady Hikari in the case that his services were needed. He watched as many sets of well made clothing came out on various bodies. Haney was rather impressed by the quality of some of the clothing, but he did his best to make sure he was staying diligent to his surroundings.

     "Yes Mistress. Of course, a very popular upcoming designer has been looking for a model for this shoot. She was hesitant to say much, but she said she was, and I quote, 'Trying to capture the feminity that resides in the soul, and express it outwardly.' I was skeptical of her work at first, but she proved her talent. Her less casual work though is quite... effervescent. Here is one of her pieces now Ms. Kristy Ohr."

    The next model that came out was chosen not only for her body, but also the qualities and control she had over her soul. The glistening dress she wore began to glisten like a gem spun in the light, and this effect accetuaneted her body making her appear more curvaceous. With the next few models something similar happened only the lights on them gave off different messages.

Kenneth stood in the area behind the balconies, standing by a door. He had been hired to kill a person here, one of the people on the balcony, but strangely he had been hired to kill the person in a flashy manner and in a way that would disrupt the show. He had also been told to do it at a specific time, maybe he wanted to screw over a certain model? Kenneth shook off the thoughts as he remembered that it wasn't his job to know, it was his job to perform. He waited until the exact appointed time then opened the door silently, turning his hand into a flamethrower. He saw that the man and woman were sitting, completely entranced by the current model he guessed. He aimed his flamethrower and waited the last few seconds.

From any other view, it looked like purple, black, and blue fire had erupted from that personal balcony (Which happened to be the one next to Hikari and her manservant's) and the man and woman sitting there screamed. The man ran off the balcony and was only partially on fire, so he didn't spread it anywhere when he splat down into the crowd, dying from the fall. The woman hadn't gone over the edge though and after a few seconds of screaming died. The fire died out just as quickly as it had begun, but the panic that it had started surely didn't stop. The show was ruined as people streamed out and the models left.

Kenneth closed the door and quickly stepped over to the next one, slipping in silently and standing into the wall. He was sure he could've stayed hidden if it wasn't for the fact that he was utterly amazed by what he was seeing. He stared at the woman and her fox tails, mouth slightly agape, as he waited for everything to calm down.

(Just tell me if you want me to edit anything)

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    Haney watched as, right as he was about to respond to his mistress's statement, multicolored flames got rid of devoured the poor bastards in the adjacent balcony. He  summoned golden flames on his hand so that he could get rid of the problem that manifested. He began popping his fingers with his thumb and a small sigh could be heard as the music abruptly stopped.  The first scream resounded throughout the silent building.

    Haney watched as many of the viewers below began getting anxious and starting panicking. He turned around slowly as a stranger entered their balcony. Haney prepared to get up and launch him self at the stranger, but as if she was many steps ahead of him his mistress was already ready to respond to the threat. Haney would do as she commamded and watched the illusion manifest, and simply watched dispelling the flame on his hand.

Kenneth had a small eternal freakout when Hikari expressed that she knew he did it, and wondered if he would have to kill the two of them to keep them silent. But when she was suddenly in front of him and flaunting her assets and making her offer, he decided that a better solution could be worked out. He looked at what he assumed to be a witch with a grim face, not showing any emotion. "Well, I'm not sure being owned is in my best interests, unless I know what you're offering and if it's good." He said, with no emotion in his voice. Kenneth was handsome in his own right, so he wasn't exactly flustered by Hikari's actions, he had been approached by seductive girls before. But he couldn't deny that she was probably the prettiest of them all, and her assets added to the attraction... but a guy can't live off of looking at things.

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Haney casually picked up his hat that he had left on the chair, and brushed it off since he was no longer worried about it getting destroyed. It was obvious that His Lady was aptly dealing with the young delinquent. As his Mistress motioned to him he gave a slight bow putting his arm in front of him along with his hat. Haney awaited the younger man's response he would not have been as patient had he been alone with this boy, but since he knew that his mistress knew what she was doing, he let her continue persuading the boy.

He kept his emotionless mask as he thought the offer over. The amount of money they promised definitely seemed worth it, and was definitely a more attractive offer then the "protection", which he was frankly insulted by. All in all he couldn't think of one reason why he SHOULDN'T take the deal, it would even give him a little bit of excitement. But there was one thing that he simply couldn't look past... "I see, but what would I be doing? Would I be a glorified butler like Mister Haney over there?" He asked with distaste, giving the manservant a glance of disgust. He didn't care how good the deal was, he would not lower himself into mindless servitude, he would keep his pride intact. He looked back at the "Kitsune" in front of him, he didn't know what that was but he assumed it was some sort of powerful and mystical creature, which could be dangerous for him if he decided to affiliate himself with her. On top of this he kept his eyes from wandering from her face, not only being respectful, but not giving her any power from her appearance.

Kenneth's eyes narrowed at her final statement, recognizing it for the ultimatum that it was. It wasn't too hard of a choice to make though, not only was she offering a high paying job with potential perks, she was also offering him a little change. He couldn't resist the offer as it was, and on top of that, she might kill him for his meddling or tell the public what he did, and that wouldn't be good. His eyes only looked once at he shaking before locking back on her eyes and saying the obvious answer. "... Fine. I accept your offer. But we should be going." He said, straightening his tie and standing a bit straighter.

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    Haney reached down to his phone and sent a quick text message while the two were talking. Haney had managed to get the designer to meet them on the helicopter he had planned on taking them over to the photoshoot on. "Everything seems to be in order My Lady, if you are ready to leave then we will meet Ms. Kristy Ohr upstairs on the roof. I think it would be best if we personally escort her to the photoshoot." Haney awaited his Mistress's response and when she was ready he would lead them to the roof.

Kenneth nodded at her... command. And as soon as she left he walked through the door and made his way towards the guards. He transformed his two hands into flame throwers, pointing his right hand at the stairs, and the left at the incoming guards. He let loose at the stairs and blocked them with his multicolored fire, and at the same time the fire from his left hand slammed into the first two guards, setting them on fire and shortly killing them (With some screaming of course). He waited for the glorified butler to make a move.

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   "Of course My Lady." Haney's hand reached into his coat so he could retrieve his pistol. He looked it over momentarily before a golden flame erupted on flute barrel. Haney sent a look of disinterest over to the flame thrower then he followed him out towards the guards. Haney fired a fatal shot at an approaching guard. The guard was left with a large hole in chest where his heart should have been. Haney holstered his gun again and ripped up railing from the little wall next to them and, wielding it like a bo, and charged the next guard and cracked his skull.

(I'll take a pass and let you two gather some souls)

Kenneth stopped spraying his fire for a moment as he heard someone approaching him from behind. He ducked and an asp whistled over his head, barely missing him. He quickly turned and shot up, jumping into the air and landing on the guards shoulder's with his legs. He squeezed his head and twisted his body, making a resounding crack come from the guards neck. After he slumped to the ground and brought Kenneth along with, he saw one more guard come up the stairs. He aimed both of his flamethrowers and torched him before he got a proper standing at the top. He looked around and couldn't see any more guards from his direction.

(( Not implying that there are no more guards, there are just no more that he can see ))

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    Haney's head jerked backwards as the guard with the asp swung at Kenneth. When Kenneth snapped the guard's neck Haney grabbed the two souls from the guards he killed and made his way to the next floor. "Weapon, let us clear the next floor. There should be guards up there too." Haney sped up the stairs and as he turned the corner a guard swung his baton at Haney. Haney blocked with one side of his makeshift bo and then struck the man in the chest with the other side. As the man fell to his knees, Haney continued past and struck another one of the guards in her head.

(Skip me till they're at the rooftop)

Kenneth quickly stood back up, dashing around and collecting the four souls from the people he killed. After he put two in each pocket he started running, turning his hands back into hands. He dashed up behind Haney and finished the man he had incapacitated by raising a knee up into their jugular, collapsing his wind-pipe. He waited a couple seconds for the man to die and right when he did he snatched the soul and dashed ahead of Haney, making a break for the stairs to the roof. "Hurry up, we can't wait around for meisters and swat teams to arrive." He said as he started dashing up the stairs, turning his left hand into a flamethrower and spraying it against the wall as he ran. He couldn't leave the building and evidence here in good conscious after all.

He burst up onto the roof with his reasonable five souls, holding one in his right hand. He looked around and saw his new employer by the chopper. He readjusted his tie and straightened up, approaching her formally. "We took care of the guards, the building will be burning down shortly." He said. If he was respectful he probably would've bowed to his new mistress but he was still a bit iffy on the "ownership" thing so he just stood there gruffly.

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    Haney grabbed the soul of the guard he just killed with his pinky and ring finger before he knocked the guard in front of him down with a sweep of the bo to his knee, cracking it, followed by a swift blow to the top of her skull killing her. As Haney saw Kenneth make his way up the stairs he sighed. He would rather be thorough and insure that no one would be able to get a good look at the helicopter, but they probably killed more than enough guards.  Haney dropped the pole he had been utilizing causing the golden flame on the end to flicker out of existence. He then made his way up the stairs after Kenneth.

    Just before Haney arrived at the top of the building he consumed the souls of those he killed at cleaned the blood off of himself. Once he was on the roof he motioned for the pilot to begin getting ready for take off if he hadn't already. He walked up to the door of the helicopter and opened it for the other three. As Lady Hikari passed by him he said,"I apologize for the multiple inconveniences, everything shall begin progressing as planned henceforth." Once everyone was in Haney would take his seat in the co-pilot's chair, closing the door behind him.

((OOC: Thread closed.))