Test Run(Open)

Acun woke up on the bus, an elbow from Erica helped, but she felt the bus coming to a halt as she awoke, and instantly the soft white backpack she was using as a pillow was on her back, She and Erica stood up, intending to be the first ones off of the bus. The stop, Karakura Town, was not too far out of Tokyo, about an hour and a half bus ride, even so, sleep was something to be cherished. She stepped from the bus, in a flurry of groggy thoughts was halfway out of the station.

Acun had everything they needed for 1 day in this decreipit town in Japan, her pistol, rounds, change of clothes, tickets for the ride back. Erica had a nearly identical kit, bar the knife that she kept on her person, and the 4 part rifle that was dismantled in her bag. They each had their own targets, a solo run each. They were briefed together, and were under orders to finish each other's jobs if that is what it came to.

Acun was to walk 19 blocks due south, and then continue 4 blocks west, ascend the tallest building on the north side of the street, and breach room 612.

Sounds easy right?

Yeah, 7 blocks due south, the Neighborhood gets shady, fast. A car starts slowly following behind, and Acun ignores it, as it MUST be looking at something else.

11 blocks due south, the car stops and the men get out, and they try to grab her. one tries to grab her arm, while the other planned on tackling her. The instant that man put an arm on Acun, she turned, grabbing HIS wrist, and breaking it clean with a palm strike. Followed by Acun yanking the man by the wrist in the way of his buddy, Mr. Tacklealot, who's head hit concrete hard, a pool of blood formed very slowly from his head. Acun was already a block away before anyone dared check on them.

She was given a wide berth after that.

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Acun was at the target, and she felt the gooey happiness that resided inside to bubble up for just a moment, she had a habit of getting lost, although the directions are quite clear, she tends to get sidetracked, particularly by roadside vendors.

None of that today, she had mission to finish.

The buliding she stared at was to anyone else, a clear nest for Prostitution, Drugs, and Money Laundering. To acun, the building was simply a piece of shit with scantily clad women outside of it.

Acun jaywalked across the street to the building, bypassing all strange looks with a face stoic face of innocence. She proceded to the stairwell, and began walking up the stairs, digging in her white bag for her gun.

Ceramic, and Buses rarely, if ever checked bags, and only did so with metal detectors. She always flew in special planes with her father and sisters, and they seemed to like their guns. But Acun grasped the handle of her pistol. It was modeled after a Walther P22, The magazine's held compressed air, so no need for a silencer, there was no detenation. Just a little pop as the slug cleared the muzzle.

Acun was full ready to test this out, as when she reached the top of the stairs, she heard gunshots, automatic fire. She reshouldered her pack, and drew her into plain sight, keeping the muzzle down, she entered through the lobby, a sign that was on its last leg hung in the elevator lobby which the stairs exited next to, It said, "612 - Presidential Suite", Acun gritted her teeth, keeping low and moving silently to the door, a hallway ran down both sides of the door, so Acun flattened herself against the wall, the hallways were empty, but anything but silent. Loud music, heavy bass could be heard from room 612, it dominated any other sound, and so, it must die.

Acun burst through the door after shooting the lock, Her eyes saw 5 men, all sitting on a circular couch. 3 had their weapons draw already, the other two seemed to high class to even be in the room, wearing such clean black robes and such. Acun fired upon the peons first, rounds going through their heads before they could react. The two men in black robes were up and drawing katana's before the shots were even fired, charging Acun.

"Jeepers they're fast!" Acun though, firing a slug into the arm of one of these black robed fellows before he slammed her small body into the hallway. Acun instictively formed a dagger, the sharded form of what it was becoming impaled the robed man as he fell upon her, killing him instantly. The second one had a huge katana, but Acun returned to her feet, and finished forming hte knife, yanking the shard from the corspe, blood stained her white dress, not her own.

The robed man started talking, preparing no doubt to try and get information from Acun. That fool opened his mouth to recieve 3 slugs to the mouth. Acun checked around, for witnesses, but there were none, and the police wouldn't know for nearly an hour or two.

Acun exited the hotel in different clothes than before, the attire of a normal Japanese school girl, white blouse, plaid miniskirt, stockings, black shoes, and acun put her hair into a pigtails. Transformed, she headed to the rendevous point, where she hoped everything had gone OK for Erica.

((OOC: It didn't go well))

(OCC: for my freedom I am going to play a little with the time, as it is very unclear how much passes, if you think something is wrong, feel free to point it out)

Meanwhile somewhere else in the city:
Dealing with gangs was never a good idea, chances were it could go to hell any second, especially when you go alone. However she had to get a hold of some highly classified data, she knew she was going to need it soon, very soon. There was always trouble when moving in this part of town when you were of the female gender, men starring lustful at you, others thinking of opportunities and even some that try to give you money for service, it was a disgusting place. She was only glad she did not have to return here too often.
The meeting location and time was set by the sellers, so she was smelling a trap, they knew she was coming alone, they requested, not that she would have brought anyone along if they had stated otherwise, being a loner has always been her way of living, friends and companions are only there to slow you down, and serve as targets for others.
Her clothes for the evening was chosen out from the meeting she was going to have, she expected trouble, so it had to be easy to move in, but it also had to draw their attention. Men was easy to manipulate when their attention was captured by your body, so she was wearing a short purple jacket, that did not cover her belly, under the jacket she had nothing but her bra on, her pants were simple purple linen pants.

Turning a corner her eye acted up, someone with above average power was nearby, she passed by the source, a young girl in white clothes, certainly standing out in the area, her power was about 1000, not the biggest reading, but still noteworthy, better save her signature. No need to worry more about her right now, even if she was odd to see here, she had more important matters to attend to, then babysitting some little lost girl.
Amaya kept moving forward at a quick pace, she did not want some idiot to get any ideas of approaching, on her way a single man decided to get in her way, but it did not even take a second before her foot had swung in between his legs, leaving him writhing in pain. She arrived at the building, it was a tall apartment building, well calling it an apartment building would not be accurate, as the gang owned the entire building, it was more like their base of operation.
She moved her hand up to make a small hand sign, it was the signal she was given, that way no one was going to block her entrance, people inside sure did love to watch as she moved up the stairs, lucky thing she decided upon pants instead of a skirt. Standing outside the room at the third floor, the door opened, and inside was a man sitting at a table, he was wearing a cowboy hat with his back to a window, he had medium length black hair set into a ponytail, small mustache.
He motioned his hand for her to take a seat at the table opposite her, she accepted the offer and sat down "Do you have it" she asked quickly as she sat down "oh don't be so cold with me Amu-chan, did you think I would let you down" he saying it all in a carefree voice "say are you still not sure you want to take my offer, and not include money" she kept her cool, no need to let this man get to her "yes I am sure, just get me my disk, ill give you your money and then we part ways, simple as that" her voice was direct and cold.
He sighed slightly unhappy about being declined so straight forward, he was very tempted to just take what he wanted, she was alone after all, a smirk spread on his lips, but before he could say anything, he was interupted.
Amaya reacted in less then a second, she had caught a spiritual energy not too far away, and when she turned her attention there, she noticed the gun, a sniper. She was now standing behind the leader, with one of a her black plates in front of her hand that she had put out to block the bullet. Everything was silent for a second, before Amaya broke the silence "you better have the data ready when I get back, I just saved your life, so it better be free" immediately she jumped out trough the window, bringing shattered glass out to the street.

Mid air she summoned another black plate under her feet, she used it to jump forward, quickly she advanced on the snipers location. The sniper was standing, a young little girl, she was a little surprised to see this, but the surprise quickly changed, it did not matter the age, she almost ruined her deal, so it was time to teach this little bitch a lesson.
Amaya spent no time waiting, she went on the offensive right away, even activating her demon fire ability to make herself faster, the girl was not too sloppy, she was able to dodge the first few a attacks that came in. Amaya was only attacking with her feet, sending high and low kicks in rapid succession. Slowly it got harder for the little girl to dodge her "whats the matter little girl?" Amaya taunted, and there she found an opening, she stormed her foot directly into the little girls stomach, sending her flying into the air. Amaya was not going to let that chance slide, she set off after her, again using her black plates to advance quickly. As soon as she was up next to the little girl, she grabbed hold of her throat and set of towards the ground.
They collided with the ground in an alley, the girl hit the ground first, leaving Amaya without much of a scratch, smoke was spreading everywhere, the little girl was out cold "damn did I outdo it and kill her?" Amaya quickly checked the pulse, to her relief the girl was still alive, she did not want to kill a little girl, her eye reacted again, she stood up straight again, at the end of the alley there was someone, someone with spiritual energy.
There was no mistaking it, it was that same girl she meet before, the spiritual signature was the same.

Acun rounded the corner, she was under orders to help Erica burn the building that she had her trial in to the ground. Erica used conventional bullets, and they could be traced by people who wanted to hurt them. They wouldn't hurt just the sisters, they would her father... And that was worth sacrificing anything.

She rounded the alley she had been instructed to, and her heart stopped. She saw Erica, fall to the ground, her body buckling under a larger woman's. First after her heart, her eyes widened, followed by a sharp intake of breath. She was stunned, just after the woman had touched Erica's name, the call came out, desperate, strangled, dismayed, "Erica!", As the woman turned to face Acun, she was shaking. She took only a moment, her bag slipped off her shoulder, her knife from before, already stained with blood, was drawn, and her gun raised.

*Psssh*

The sound of compressed air propelling her own special brand of slug toward the woman who DARED assault Erica, but she quickly switched her aim toward the broken window, a bullet hole gave it away. She emptied her only clip into that room, not meaning to hit anyone, but intending on the incendiary effects of her slugs to set the building ablaze.

With her mission complete, she focused on the person before her, medium height and build, already dispatched her sister, who was not able to hit her with a shot from a sniper rifle. This indicated three things, ambush, skill, or speed. Acun could best anyone in knife fighting, was small and nimble enough to avoid most every attack, but lacked the brute size and strength that the woman had. Speed would be key...

Acun was suddenly glad she had changed out of the blood-stained dress, It freed her legs to run, and run she did, Gravel crunching on her feet, she sprinted unnaturally fast for a 7 year old, and slid low on the woman, attempting to cut the hamstring tendon, thus rendering her a prisoner to her own body, not being able to walk would do that. Just as she hit the ground Acun tossed the gun at that foul woman's head, If not a distraction, a weapon, But with a supply of daggers and other assorted weaponry, an empty gun wouldn't do much good for Acun.

Amaya was starring a little at the girl, before saying anything "Oh this is your friend" Amaya was not one to be sentimental, and today was not the case either, though the bullets began flying towards the building she came from shortly after, incendiary rounds, that was not good, if the building went up in flames, she would not be able to get the data she needed, just what was up with these two girls, they were so young, yet full of murder intentions.
Now the girl rushed at her, quite fast for such a young girl, he size would make it problematic, Amaya still had demon fire active, so using bombs was out of the question, not that it was a possibility to begin with, she did not want to kill the girl after all, even if she was getting in the way of her data gathering.
Amaya made a jump up into the air to avoid the girl, she made a plate appear in the air she stood up on "don't be greedy little girl, there is plenty for everybody" Amaya looked up at the building "But first I need to get something, ill deal with you later" Amaya set off towards the building, she could not afford to lose that data now, it took her well over a month to get any connections to it, and even longer to get a deal up and running.
She kept using her dark plates, each time she was losing speed she summoned one at her foot and set off again with renewed speed.

She entered the building trough the window, the room was ablaze, no one was in here, only a single corpse, the man she was dealing with earlier, seemed the girl was lucky, a bullet had hit him right between the eyes.
Now it was hard to get any information from him, unless of course he was a big enough fool to have brought the disk with him on his person, lucky for her he was that stupid.
Amaya grabbed hold of the mans body and threw it out the window, shortly after she followed it outside, to go look for the girl once more, she almost cost her the something this important, it was time to teach her a lesson.