Waiting, watching, searching.  Akira was collecting information on the possible whereabouts of her target, Shiro Akechi, the murderer.  She knew that he was involved somehow, that he either personally killed her brother, or had someone else do it, but he was responsible no matter to case.  She would catch him, and she would make him suffer a thousand times what Tatsuya did, and the pain that she felt.  Perhaps she should kill someone close to him before his death, just to recreate the situation.  Yes, that was perfect.  He would learn the true meaning of pain by her hand; there was no escape once he was within her grasp.

For the last month Akira had gathered knowledge on gang activity, relying on unstable sources that were hard to locate, and so far there was very little on anyone close to Akechi.  She had a small lead, a man named Kageyama, but apparently he was very hard to find.  Her goal for the night was to locate Kageyama and "persuade" him into telling her whatever he knew about Akechi, and hopefully she would get closer to getting revenge.

Perched on top of the highest building she could find, Akira unleashed her all-seeing eyes on the city, ignoring every insignificant bystander on the streets and concentrating on suspicious figures.  After a full minute of searching and finding nothing, she closed her second eyelids with a sigh, displeased with the lack of success.  Slowly she descended the building, deciding to try a more active search technique that involved jumping a few shorter buildings.

Alex Gray had been on the roof. With a Sniper rifle. He a target that he needed to cross off. He positioned the Sniper as he aimed for the man's head. Alex Gray carried to Glocks on his lower back, and a Katana on his back. Alex Gray smiled as his red body suited was on his body, his Red Mask with black marks around the eyes looking stylish stunning around his eyes that hid his mouth. He Glared at the target, through the scope. Perfect. Everything was going according to plan he just needed to have them make a form of exchange. Once that was done. Well, good bye the two of them. Hello Money in an off shore account. That would be awfully good to make, It was Five Million. Those two kills worth. That's a lot for him to be set for life. Not that he didn't have that much. But this was going to be easy.

He shook his head and simply sighed. Though it was boring at the moment no exchange has been made. Such boredom. he would have wished something interesting would happen. Yet there was nothing."Jeez, make a the damned Exchange. I wanna take a sunbath! If that even exists. I don't know what's real anymore!" He growled. Returning his version back to the scope. As he finally saw Vehicles pulling in. Good the exchange would go down soon.

He moved the sniper around to check the men as they exited the Vehicles, then moving back to the one standing. It was perfect, When the exchange happened. He was to shoot both of them down. He first needs pictures however, he took out his cell. As positioned it in an angle.

As Akira sprinted across the next few roofs, she lifted her second eyelids again to gain a better view of the city.  She could see another figure on a different building, a person with a gun aimed somewhere off to the west, and as she followed his line of sight her view was blocked by another building.  So she decided to move closer, curiosity overcoming her current, fruitless search.  Perhaps the man could assist her, though he seemed to be more of an assassin than a spy, even from that length away.

She drew closer, stepping lightly to avoid drawing unwanted attention to her.  The man was dressed in almost the same fashion as she was: black and red, a katana, obviously only for nighttime activities, but she was not looking for someone to kill.  Kageyama, her own target, was only going to die after he had given up every single detail he knew about Akechi to her.  He was doomed once she got her hands on him.

Eventually she landed on the roof next to the man, and could finally see his target.  Why on earth did he need to take pictures?  Akira wondered why he did not just kill the men while he had an obvious opening, though if he was being paid then she supposed that the employer might want pictures.  Another jump, and she was on the same roof.  For a moment she debated between saying something and remaining quiet, but chose silence so as not to disrupt the man's work.  She might have already messed up his concentration though, just from her presence, or perhaps from the glow of her eyes that she had forgotten to hide.  With her second eyelids up, her all-seeing eyes were completely obvious, but it had slipped her mind that she had left them that way.

Alex took snapshots and selfies of himself. Before Taken pictures of the two men. Putting the Phone Down. Repositioning himself. And pulling the Trigger, the sniper held a Suppressors to muffle the sound. Even if any sound was heard it was far to dark their eyes to notice. One Target down, he pulled back on the sniper, and moving to the next target, boom, through the skull dead. He took the cell out and took pictures of the dead men. Putting his Cellphone back within one of his compartments in his utility belt. He begun to unload the Sniper. and take it apart. Once done, He then placed in a case and locked it. Getting up.

He made his way out. Just as he did, Alex Gray stopped. Looking at the person. He's eyes narrowing."You...Are.. A BLACKHAWRK?" He said pointing at her Lips, then her chest, and then at her feet."WHERE ARE JA WINGS! I thought birds could fly?" Fate had asked her calmly.

Fate shook he's head slowly."Hey can you like pick your nose and start twerking oddly and making odd butt movements?" Fate seemed to be more of a joke then an Assassin. But from what she saw just now. He seemed to be quite the Proficiency Marksman. Taken two targets down, then taken pictures and then packing his Sniper and taken attempting to take his leave until she had arrived. Or was she always there. He didn't much care who ever she was. Fate wasn't paid to kill this woman. So she got to live. Nor did Fate have any form of his episodes. To cause some mental break down for him to cuss and swear randomly at people.

He looked at her and simply sighed. "Can you like at least do something with your tongue? Then just stand there and looking potential interested?" he asked her in an wondrous tone. He bet she could do lots of thing with that tongue of hers that he had yet to see. For examples. Can she Use a fork with her tongue, use her tongue to kill, poke people's eyes balls, poke people eye lids, etc. So many things that you can do with a tongue.

Akira wondered why the odd man was taking pictures of himself while he probably should have been eliminating his target, but as soon as the men were taken out she shrugged it off.  He could do whatever he wanted as long as it did not interfere with her mission.  As he put away his gun she watched intently, wondering if such a weapon would be useful in her work, but deciding against it.  At that point she had only need for information, and even if she did require a sniper it would be much later.

The man turned around, and she froze, as if it would render her invisible.  Most of the time it would have the desired effects, but she had not closed her eyes completely.  She jumped at his words, then realized her mistake and quickly closed her second eyelids.  Perhaps the man would forget about them, think of them as a trick of the light despite the lack of blue in the night.  Still, what was he yelling about?  A bird?  There was nothing better to do but ask.

"Nani... What the hell are you talking about?" The man was incredibly weird, almost to the point that she was disgusted.  How could an assassin--that was what she believed he was--be so... random?  Honestly, his first impression bewildered her and made her want to leave, but she did not for whatever reason.  Maybe it was because she wanted to secure a possible ally, one that she knew was capable of killing.  If she were to be straight with herself, she would have to admit to not being entirely alright with killing anyone, even Akechi.  Sure, she was on a mission for revenge, but did that truly justify ending a human being's life?  So if she could not do it by her own blade, her other option was to ask someone else to.

Still, the man seemed almost insane, and she would rather have someone else do her dirty work than him even though she did not know him.  Apparently he did not take first impressions very seriously, perhaps he did not take anything seriously, given by his wild photography.

Fated looked at her eye and he smiled."YOU MUST BE AN ANIME COSPLAY GIRL? I get It I get it. You are Hyuuga Hinata, or Tien?" He mentioned two character names from two popular anime. Dragon Ball Z and Naruto. He shook his head."WELL WELL WELL! Or you are a Raven from Game of Thrones? The one with a third eye? OR!" he mused as he giggled. He started to jump up and down randomly making bunny noises.

Shaking his head calmly. He spoke."So watcha is an anime girl like ya self doing in the middle of the night. On a Roof no other?" He asked her quietly. He's eyes narrowing as he examined her once more. Interesting, on what she was wearing. She was inalienability not a girl's scout. Perhaps she was something else entirely. Maybe she was a Model that liked to dress up at night wearing what ever that is. Liked to stalk the roofs.

He wasn't exactly sure what to get from her. She was just awfully odd. Well, Alex Gray was also very odd and awfully weird at the moment. Alex was in a class of weirdness of his own. He was in fact the most weirdest thing he has ever met. He was very good looking behind that mask of his. He shook he's head and simply sighed."So, What is your name missy Raveneyes!?" he cooed at her as he asked for her name. He would make his way towards her and gently sit down. Once that was done he would simply shake his head and sigh. Laying back slowly he felt amazing at the current moment Contented.

"So, Miss Raven Eyes can you twerk?" he asked her as he mused into himself and giggled slightly. The giggle was that of a female voice in a male like structure. He was going to be creeping peeps out. In fact he was very creepy. He was funny not taken thing serious when you really don't care for the world.

Akira sighed deeply, almost pitying the man if it were not for his irritating nature.  He was freaking out over something that was only a wild guess, acting like a child.  It was incredible he accomplished anything in life, but one had to wonder what had led to his state.  Had he always been like that?  Or was it a gradual process, perhaps one brought on suddenly later in life?  Either way he was unbelievably annoying.  She was hardly aware of anime, or any other popular media for that matter, since none of it ever seemed to interest her; it was all fake, so what was the point of it?  She preferred to live in the real world, where she had a purpose and mission.

On that note, she debated answering his question, but then decided that he had no right to know of her business.   He was not someone she would ever want to work with or spend any time with, nor even carry a conversation with.  She could see his eyes working up and down her figure, drawing wild conclusions that were almost certainly false, and began to wonder what was racing through that stranger mind of his.

His other inquiry went equally as unanswered, as giving him her name would be an illogical move.  If they were to never see each other again then she saw no point in introducing herself to him.  As sat down near to her and spoke again, she narrowed her eyes, now simply pissed off.  She tried to keep her annoyance internal, but his voice continued she slowly lost her temper, and in an instant her sword was at his neck. "Will you shut up?  You're getting on my nerves." It was definitely a threat rather than a question, enforced by the sharp edge of her blade.  It was doubtful that she would hesitate to at least maim him lest he spoke more nonsense.

Alex chuckled and waited for her to say something. Yet nothing uttered from her. Nothing at all what's so ever. Not a Peck he was surprised by this. Normally people would find his nature annoying. He shook his head and simply smiled. He would then bring his left leg over his head while being in a sitting position he was quite flexible. He then put his leg back into normal position that was sitting. His eyes narrowed as he saw the sword being removed from his sheath and following at his eyes cross eyed to see. And pointed at the air while his eyes flex back to normal.

"Jeez guys, this woman be NUTS! You only live once!" He chuckled, He however, gripped the blade tightly as it opened a wound in his hand. ANd drive the blade at his neck, while sliding it across his throat and slitting it till it was an unpleasant feeling like always as he choked blood. However when he pulled out and stood up, His wounds healed instantly. Neck and Hand healed. His eyes closed and he took the bloody that was left on his suit, and gripped it around his chest."LOOK AT ME I GOT KETCHUP CHEST!" He started dancing like a clown. Not once did he strike her. He found her very funny.

"Surprise surprise I AM CHUCKLES THE CLOWN! LIKE ME, LICK ME, EMBRACE ME!" He chuckled. He shook his head and sighed. This should strike a very good nerve of annoyance to her hopefully his tactics of annoying her would work. However he had no intention of attacking her. Even if she resumed to attack him. He sighed and shook his head slowly. He needed to prove to her. That he was the most annoying creature she had met. Hoping she would take him in as a full annoyance, he wanted to to be the most annoying person alive! No, correction he needed to be most annoying person. This would work great for his reputation.

If he could accomplish this. People wouldn't fear him. Not that they knew who he was. He was some weirdo that killed random people.

Akira was skilled enough to keep most of her emotions inside, though with this man he was pushing her limits.  It was hard to determine whether or not he was aware of how annoying he was, but she suspected that he knew of it considering the lengths he was going to to seem almost mentally disturbed.  As his hand reached for the blade she had nearly jerked it back before his grip closed around it and he slit his own throat.  Obviously she was shocked by his actions, then simply confused when he healed in an instant, and wanted to almost puke when he started dancing.  He was not only annoying, but also disgusting and created an unsettling feeling in her.  She had to get away.

Quickly she flicked the blood from her sword before sheathing it, then wondered if there was any way to end the exchange that would not send the wrong message.  Eventually she came up with something that was both slightly rude but still not too much so. "I must go." Her mouth was pressed in a thin line to keep herself from saying anything else, and she followed her words and turned toward the edge of the building.  Before long she had jumped the gap and was sprinting across the next roof, praying that the man would not follow her.  If he did then she did not know if she would be able to restrain herself from trying to kill him, seeing as he pissed her off so much; it was his own fault, though.  If his goal was to be annoying, he had most definitely succeeded and then some.

As she ran, Akira hoped to never see him, or anyone similar, again.  She would not be able to keep back even if he was an extremely weird stranger.

Alex looked at her and started dancing rapidly like an insane clown person. And leaping."I dotch otch otch wanna have fun!" He yelled out. He stopped going towards the ground and rolling around. His eyes narrowing as she had to go. Damage. Why would she want to go. Damnit she didn't have to now he was all alone. Well then Time to collect his check. He grabbed the Case that held the Sniper rifle and off her went. To the location of where the drop off would be. Once he did this. He would begin to think. I SCARED HER OFF! Woo I did my job for the day. In scaring one person off! Looks like I win this time. He chuckled at the thought of that.

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