LeonSolflayer
Meteorite
- Joined
- Jan 22, 2009
The room was shrouded in darkness, or at least it was for a few moments, for the sun had just started to rise. The sunlight filled the cracks in the darkened curtains, and a loud moan could be heard. The curtains were pushed back, and the sunlight hit a beautiful woman. The only strange thing about this woman was that she had feline pupils, and she had a certain feel to one, one similar to that of a demon. In fact, she was a demon herself, one that had mastered the art of disguising themselves as a human, except she could never get her eyes just right. "Good Morning Master Asch! Shall I gather the morning cup of coffee and the new mission today?"
"That would me much appreciated Sylrin, I'll be out there in a minute. Just, make sure to have the mission briefing ready, I'm not in a mood to sit through the boring details today." The young demon nodded her head, heading out the room and closing the door to give Asch a bit more privacy. He slowly got out of bed, his body completely void of clothing, stretching to wake himself up fully. Heading over to his closet lazily, he pushed the door open, walking in and searching for a outfit. He knew he should probably get into hunting garbs, but he truly wasn't in the mood. Sliding on a pair of boxers, he grabbed his traditional garbs, a skin tight shirt, with a thick pair of black blue jeans. He had a trench coat in his free hand, tossing it outside his closet and onto his bed.
"I wonder what the mission is today, and more importantly, who sent it. If it's valid, I'll take it as usual, but if it's another human that just wants revenge for a demon that was acting, well demonic, then I'll deny it." Slipping into his pants and shirt, he headed out of his closet, closing the door quickly, and headed over to his bed. Picking up his trench coat, he detached a leather strap from it, fastening it to his body. The strap seemed to be a dual gun holster, one gun on both sides, a X being formed on his chest from the straps crossing. Throwing his trench coat into the air, he quickly thrust his arms upward, the trench coat perfectly sliding into place.
"Gotta get the hype up, that's for sure. This job is so dull without being in the mood. Once my adrenaline gets rushing, that will make it even more intense." Heading out of his room, he closed his door behind him, heading towards the kitchen for his daily breakfast. He had a simple cut of coffee and a ham, bacon and cheese omelet. Picking up his fork, he smiled at Slyrin, taking a seat and motioning for her to take a seat nearby. She had been working for him for more than a year now, and she was only employed by him because he saved her from a deadly deal. She wanted to repay him, and offered her services as hs personal maid, and he couldn't help but accept her offer.
"So, what's on my agenda. Who am I hunting, who am I trying to save, and what am I aiming to retrieve. Hopefully this will be a simple mission, I wanna be asleep still." Sipping from his cup of coffee, he began to watch as Slyrin gathered her papers, and stacked them neatly, sliding them towards him. Finishing the last bite of his omelet, he lifted the papers, and began going through them. It seemed he would be having a pretty interesting day ahead of him, but he'd allow Sylrin to cover the details.
"We receieved another mission from those Trackers, you know, those fools who refuse to get their hands dirty? Anyways, the Bishuden family has gotten into soul harvesting again, and apparently, they've also raping their victims before harvesting their souls. Personally, I believe this to be disgusting and dishonorable behaviour for a demon, but there are loads of cruel demons out there. It seems all the Trackers want are the heads of the head of the family, and you know the three. You've got the father and his two sons. As you know, they also run a slavery operation. The only side thing to this mission, the Trackers want you to free the slaves after killing the trio."
Nodding his head, Asch let out a wicked grin, glad to finally get his hands on the Bishuden family. He had been forced to turn a blind eye to their slave ring, for they weren't kidnapping anyone and forcing them into slavery, and their past acts of soul harvesting had been nothing but mere animal souls for a silly little ritual. Looking over at a side door that lead to his trophy room, the young hunter grinned, knowing there would soon be a new trophy to add to the collection. The Bishuden family had a special orb that contained mass demonic powers, and it was a hobby of Asch's to collect one heirloom from each demon he brought in. "After you take care of the house, got on a mini vacation or something. You deserve some down time, you've been working non-stop."
"No thank you Asch, I'll just take a nap or something, I've no desire to head out." Sighing, the young man headed to out the door, knowing how stubborn Slyrin was about resting. He headed down to his midnight blue sports car, having no real desire to finish this in any rush now. He made sure he had gathered his arsenal before he left, and then popped the truck of his car, loading it all in. Walking over to the driver's side, after closing the trunk, he jumped into the car, thrusting his keys into the ignition. Heading off, he got a quick buzz on his cellphone, answering it quickly.
"Asch, before I forget. There is a rumor of a new hunter hitting this territory. The Trackers informed me that they also hired her to handle this mission. Apparently she's just as skilled, if not better than you. Personally I've got no information on her, but that's all the Trackers could tell me about this new hunter." With a click, the hunter sighed, knowing this day would only grow more interesting with each passing moment.
"That would me much appreciated Sylrin, I'll be out there in a minute. Just, make sure to have the mission briefing ready, I'm not in a mood to sit through the boring details today." The young demon nodded her head, heading out the room and closing the door to give Asch a bit more privacy. He slowly got out of bed, his body completely void of clothing, stretching to wake himself up fully. Heading over to his closet lazily, he pushed the door open, walking in and searching for a outfit. He knew he should probably get into hunting garbs, but he truly wasn't in the mood. Sliding on a pair of boxers, he grabbed his traditional garbs, a skin tight shirt, with a thick pair of black blue jeans. He had a trench coat in his free hand, tossing it outside his closet and onto his bed.
"I wonder what the mission is today, and more importantly, who sent it. If it's valid, I'll take it as usual, but if it's another human that just wants revenge for a demon that was acting, well demonic, then I'll deny it." Slipping into his pants and shirt, he headed out of his closet, closing the door quickly, and headed over to his bed. Picking up his trench coat, he detached a leather strap from it, fastening it to his body. The strap seemed to be a dual gun holster, one gun on both sides, a X being formed on his chest from the straps crossing. Throwing his trench coat into the air, he quickly thrust his arms upward, the trench coat perfectly sliding into place.
"Gotta get the hype up, that's for sure. This job is so dull without being in the mood. Once my adrenaline gets rushing, that will make it even more intense." Heading out of his room, he closed his door behind him, heading towards the kitchen for his daily breakfast. He had a simple cut of coffee and a ham, bacon and cheese omelet. Picking up his fork, he smiled at Slyrin, taking a seat and motioning for her to take a seat nearby. She had been working for him for more than a year now, and she was only employed by him because he saved her from a deadly deal. She wanted to repay him, and offered her services as hs personal maid, and he couldn't help but accept her offer.
"So, what's on my agenda. Who am I hunting, who am I trying to save, and what am I aiming to retrieve. Hopefully this will be a simple mission, I wanna be asleep still." Sipping from his cup of coffee, he began to watch as Slyrin gathered her papers, and stacked them neatly, sliding them towards him. Finishing the last bite of his omelet, he lifted the papers, and began going through them. It seemed he would be having a pretty interesting day ahead of him, but he'd allow Sylrin to cover the details.
"We receieved another mission from those Trackers, you know, those fools who refuse to get their hands dirty? Anyways, the Bishuden family has gotten into soul harvesting again, and apparently, they've also raping their victims before harvesting their souls. Personally, I believe this to be disgusting and dishonorable behaviour for a demon, but there are loads of cruel demons out there. It seems all the Trackers want are the heads of the head of the family, and you know the three. You've got the father and his two sons. As you know, they also run a slavery operation. The only side thing to this mission, the Trackers want you to free the slaves after killing the trio."
Nodding his head, Asch let out a wicked grin, glad to finally get his hands on the Bishuden family. He had been forced to turn a blind eye to their slave ring, for they weren't kidnapping anyone and forcing them into slavery, and their past acts of soul harvesting had been nothing but mere animal souls for a silly little ritual. Looking over at a side door that lead to his trophy room, the young hunter grinned, knowing there would soon be a new trophy to add to the collection. The Bishuden family had a special orb that contained mass demonic powers, and it was a hobby of Asch's to collect one heirloom from each demon he brought in. "After you take care of the house, got on a mini vacation or something. You deserve some down time, you've been working non-stop."
"No thank you Asch, I'll just take a nap or something, I've no desire to head out." Sighing, the young man headed to out the door, knowing how stubborn Slyrin was about resting. He headed down to his midnight blue sports car, having no real desire to finish this in any rush now. He made sure he had gathered his arsenal before he left, and then popped the truck of his car, loading it all in. Walking over to the driver's side, after closing the trunk, he jumped into the car, thrusting his keys into the ignition. Heading off, he got a quick buzz on his cellphone, answering it quickly.
"Asch, before I forget. There is a rumor of a new hunter hitting this territory. The Trackers informed me that they also hired her to handle this mission. Apparently she's just as skilled, if not better than you. Personally I've got no information on her, but that's all the Trackers could tell me about this new hunter." With a click, the hunter sighed, knowing this day would only grow more interesting with each passing moment.