“Then this will be a fun time.” Stepped aside and motioned towards the exit. “Shall we?”

“Now we will have a show~” Smirked. “Pray you don’t disappoint me.”

She thought she was so cunning didn’t she? Quickly he slid underneath the chair she kicked at him, the glass cracking as the wood shattered into pieces upon hitting it. She’d narrowly miss stomping him out too, his body twisting to swipe claws at her ankles before-

“I’d like to see your abilities beyond hiding behind mirrors this time.”

The scent of her blood made him as feral as a wild cat once claws connected, and that fueled his anger through being knocked back by that bright pinwheel of energy. Bottom teeth crashed into top when his back hit the wall. His chest and face were surely going to bruise, the thought of-

“If only you knew.” Smiled under his mask. “And they can? Have they crossed your boss in some way?”

Chuckled. “Of course. Everyone wishes to spend time in my presence. It’s no surprise that you’re the same.” Sighed and rested his hands on his hips. “If you have more work, I’ve got time to kill.”

“And if I did say that? Would it be an issue?” Took off his claw and hung fastened it to his belt, the excitement for the night over in his mind.

Watched as she worked, a brow raising beneath his mask. Whoever their boss was, they were as ruthless as Bison. If this man were to ever see the light of day again, it would be a miracle. “No, no. His petty cash and cards are of no interest to me. Keep them, burn them, whatever.”

“Fine, fine.” Stepped aside so she could do as she pleased, flexing the fingers on the hand he had punched with. “Do whatever you must.”

Rolled his eyes and approached the man on the ground. “Let’s get this over with.” Swiftly punched the man in the mouth with enough force to loosen a few teeth. “There. Collect your prize and let’s go.”

As is his downfall normally, his pride did get in the way. He’d been too focused on the fact that he’d caught her off guard, felt the moment that panic ran through her system, that he’d neglected to think about anything else. “AAAH!!” He yelled when the sting of soap hit his eyes, then feeling-

The moment he was also pulled into the mirror world, he stood on edge as he took in his surroundings. What a peculiar ability…. Focusing on her words, he turned his attention towards the man. “This is who you needed help with? If you had this power, why not use it from the start?” Couldn’t-

Fools. They dared try to hide her location from him? Guard that wenches secrets? For every rat that was afraid of what Juri should do should they say they’ve seen any hint of her, the assassin made sure they feared him more. And it paid off in the end, her apartment more lavish than he-

Eyed the two guards, not sizing them up to see if he could take them, but plotting the quickest way to get the job done. “Hmph. Simple.” Scaling the wall beside him gaze narrowed as he took perch upon the edge. Oblivious buffons…not even worth his steel but he’d kill them as she requested.-

“Easy enough.”

Only grunted in response as he followed her. “And all you need is your money?”

“Hm.” Took the image and committed it to memory before folding the paper up and presenting it back to her. “As long as I get to draw blood I’m satisfied. Your money isn’t necessary.”

Closed his eyes for a moment and exhaled before approaching her. “What is it that you need my assistance with? Keep in mind that my time is precious and nonsense will not be tolerated.”

Of all the times to be interrupted, why now? Turning to the voice, eyes narrowed. “Does it look like I offer my help to just anyone?”

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Kept her close to his side as they walked in, the assassin smiling at the other guests as if he was a completely different person while they passed. “Did you want something to drink?” Leaned over to whisper to her, another member of high society coming up to the both of them. The man was-

Still struggled to lift up as she flung insults his way, the matadors pride hurt far more than his body. As much as he hated Bison, this time he wanted the dictator to use all of his power to crush that woman and all of her colleagues. “You will pay for this…mark my words.”

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“You clean up nicely. It’s almost as if you aren’t the warrior I met before.” He was quiet as he walked up, offering his arm to her. The ninja was in a simple black suit with a white button down underneath. The first couple of buttons were open, but not enough to show off his tattoo. “Shall we?”

He laid in a heap as she tossed him aside. Teeth grit as he tried to lift himself up, but she had truly sapped his strength. “Wretched witch…” Muttered under his breath, arms shaky while he pushed up a little. “Tch…go to hell…I hope Bison renders you all limb from limb.” Answered back to her-

Tch…moments like this is exactly why he needed to abandon Shadaloo as a whole and focus on other endeavors. His precious life blood dribbling from wounds stabbed into his beautiful skin…a tempting treat for any beast. “Do what you must but make it..-“ *Thought to lash out and kick her square -

GRHK!! His yell of pain at his sprained wrist was cut off by that hand around his throat, digging into his perfect skin and about to draw blood. This woman was a beast, that much was certain. Akin in his mind to that brute Necalli. He squirmed in her hold, gaze not holding fear, but rage at-

Growled at the pain as his fist was caught, that squeeze making his jaw clench. “I have no jurisdiction over them. If they want you dead then you and your people will be wiped out.” Hissed in anger, their visage committed to memory as he got somewhat of a look at them. Where did they come from?

As soon as they disappeared into the shadows, gaze quickly shot behind him, that voice making the hairs on his neck stand on end. A back fist was thrown out as he pivoted, hoping to catch them with his speed alone. “Death will not claim me this day!”

Pillar men… “I am beneath no ONE. Especially not you. Threaten us all you like but Shadaloo has crushed all opposition.” Growled. “You will be no different.”

“Who are your kin? I am formidable in my own right yes, and my beauty does not stop me from spilling someone else’s blood.” Glared. “Especially if they annoy me.” This individual was to be watched closely especially if there were more like them lurking about. Fighting in a dress shirt and-

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They knew he worked for Shadaloo and his rank? ….and ate people to get that information? They must be kidding… “And if I am?” Watched those claws scratch against the stone, lowering his center of gravity a little in case he needed to move. “What is your goal?”

An annoyed expression turned into a snarl, but he didn’t move to strike as that rose was crushed. Their gaze was fierce but working under M.Bison had steeled his nerves. “What do you want from me?”

This one was persistent. Leaping onto to next roof he threw out a sharp rose in the general direction he thought they were in with an irritated glance backward. “If you insist on following me further, it will not end well for you.”

Suddenly he’d slip into an alleyway becoming one with the shadows, glancing up at the rooftops above and quickly wall jumping to get up. Should his assailant decide to give chase he’d be able to dispatch them without much commotion up here.

Tonight was what he hoped would be a calm one, coming back from one of his favorite restaurants as he chose to treat himself. The eyes following his every move in the darkness wasn’t lost on him though, a grumble under his breath made as he wondered why the gods couldn’t let him have just this-

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Nodded, watching her as she left, gaze lingering until she merged with darkness of his long driveway. Closing the door that awful headache had returned, a palm growing up to clutch his temple as if something was trying to tear him apart. Is it because of this woman’s presence? -

Chuckled. “I see now why I took interest in having you by my side. But we shall see if that holds true tomorrow.” Reached the door. “Have a goodnight.”

“7:00. And although I’d love to be fashionably late, I’d rather get the pleasantries out of the way early.” Spoke as he walked towards the entryway to escort her out.

“Is that so? All in good time I suppose.” Stood now and ran a hand through his hair. “I have free time tomorrow evening. There’s a party I need to attend and they did say that I could bring a plus one.”

“Dancing hm? You’re a good dancer? I never would have guessed from how rough you came off initially..” Looks can be deceiving. He should know that better than anyone.

Gave a half smile, standing up to return to his chair across the table. “What did we mm…- use to do?”

“Esther. Maybe I am the one you are looking for and just because I do not remember now, does not mean that I cannot…-“ This is your one good deed for the rest of your life. See it through. Titled her face up to meet his gaze. “- learn to be the one you loved with time. Let’s start again.”

Jaw clenched watching her fight back tears, pulling himself up from his chair to stand before her. “…..Beauty of your caliber shouldn’t spend time crying…” Produced a handkerchief from his breast pocket and kneeled down to offer it. Brows furrowed as he attempted to pull forth even a hint of-