Ranma 1/2
Easy Target Part 2; Dirty Shot
Part 4
"So, you're saying someone, probably one of us, is trying to off the others to get their hands on more around here?" a bald shaven man in a mauve business suit with a pink shirt and matching tie asked, while wiping the sweat from his brow.
Oyabun Takeo nodded in affirmation, "I had called this meeting and agreed upon my honor for your safety to warn you of the trouble this would bring us. I do not wish to start a battle over this, but I request that if it is one of us that we cease these assassinations."
"The mass one was beneficial for us." a man wearing all black with black lipstick and a pale ghostly face commented, while tossing his lengthy deep raven hair, "Those who perished were attempting a powerbase that would disrupt things as they were now. This second one may have been a singular hit, nothing really important."
"My instincts tell me that this is not so," Takeo replied. He was a man who was trusted of all the local crime family heads and heavily respected. His instincts were always heeded by those who were prudent, because it has always proven lucrative, "I would find my disturbed spirit at peace if this was ensured. Nonetheless I give my warning freely." All those around the table nodded in understanding. Takeo continued, "I myself had already taken steps to eliminate this threat beyond this meeting, and as my guests, feel free to help yourself to my generous buffet for your troubles."
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"Another hit so soon?" Dan asked with a sceptical look towards Richter.
"Yes, I know you and your young partner, Ramen was her name, correct? That you two were due some respite. But I do not think I can trust anyone else with this hit." The blond man wearing an off-white suit walked towards the glass coffee table in his office, and pointed to a paragraph of the documentation laying on it, "He's one of the larger family heads in this city. Those who work under him fear he's getting a bit, how should we say... presumptuous of what he can take? They need him eliminated, but do not want it pointed towards them to ensure loyalty from anyone who avidly followed him. I agree with them on this issue. Apparently yesterday left a sizable hole in things, and we do not need anyone's greed attempting to take control of the situation. That is why I'm asking you to take this one, it pays handsomely."
"You know I never worried about the pay," Rugar replied, taking the picture out of the paperwork,and putting it into the pocket of his red flannel shirt, "I've already gotten all my Christmas shopping down anyhow, why would I need the money?"
"But this is Jul.. forgive me, I forgot your humor. Anyhow, I need this done by tonight, if you would please be so kind as to be prompt about this mission? And as for the other task, it's not a priority, but keep your eyes out, please." Dan nodded, and walked out of Stromhaus's office.
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Ranma struggled with the four bags of groceries up the stairs, and to his apartment door. He blindly fumbled for his keys in his pockets, while balancing one bag on his head and another on the heel of his foot that he has kicked up for a perch. He made it to the small kitchenette and loaded the bags of food onto the small counter just as his cell phone went off.
With a growl, Ranma pulled his business phone out while putting up the groceries, "Yeah?"
"[Ranma, you busy tonight?]"
"No, not really," the ponytailed man replied, putting up a box of cereal.
"[Good, because you are now. Boss has a tailor fit job for us, something he wants quiet and untraceable.]"
"Hmm, no prob, wasn't like I had anything else to do tonight," Ranma replied factually.
"[I'll be by to pick you up at around seven, then. Dress to impress.]"
"Gotcha, I'll see you this evening." Ranma turned off his phone, and finished putting up his groceries. Once that task was done, he made his way into the almost bare living room, and put his feet up on the modest table in front of the single couch to relax. Blindly, he reached for the remote to his portable CD player, and started a CD for his listening pleasure.
He closed his eyes and listened to the soft slow song, using it to find his center. Not for the first time, he thought about how music was good for helping him with that. It wasn't too long ago that he had trouble doing such, what with the 'pressures' of work and all. Eventually he overcame things that had been a problem with his job, and understood the nessessity of it.
His contemplation was cut short by the home phone ringing. Before the answering machine could kick in, Ranma rolled over to the stand by the couch, and picked up the teal portable phone laying on it, "Hello, Saotome residence... oh? That was quick, hold on a sec and I'll get her..." Ranma set the phone down, and walked to the kitchen. He turned on the cold water, and stuck his head under the faucet, pulling it out red instead of black. She picked up a towel she kept in the kitchen, and dried her hair before picking the phone back up.
"Hello? Hi! How did the interview go? Oh, Ranma told me about it, he told me a lot about you. I did, er, he did? Sorry about that, my... husband can be a bit scatterbrained about things like that, my name is Ranm-Ranko, Saotome Ranko. Hey, you don't need to be nervous, I'm not a mass murderer or anything, I only kill bad guys... it's a joke. No, I was kidding. I can't tonight, I have some things I need to do. Tomorrow evening would be good for me probably. You can't? Congradulations! Where are you working? Ah, I understand, didn't mean to pry. You got anything going tomorrow morning? Well I'm usually up bright and early, so come on over. I did give you my address, right? Yeah, I mean my husband, sorry. Good, the building's pretty easy to find. By the way, where do you live? Okay, that's not too far from here, I'm afraid I don't have any transportation myself. No, me and my husband just never had the need for a car. Yeah, I'm pretty familiar with the bus system You just take the bus from the main road near Tangun Plaza, and take it all the way down to Kogoryu, I'm in the five story tall complex around the corner to your left. Okay, I'll see you again, um, then, bye!"
Ranma-chan clicked off the phone, and laid her head down.
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"Pretty quiet in there," Ranma commented, looking towards the wall of the large estate.
"Yeah, guess they're in the middle of something," Dan stated "All the better for us, I suppose."
"Okay, want me to go in while you keep watch?"
Dan shrugged, "Sure, just don't fuck this up with your grand standing."
Ranma nodded, then faded from Rugar's perceptions. The only thing marking Ranma's leaving was the car door opening and closing. The redheaded man settled back into his seat, watching the gates. He knew Ranma wouldn't need him, with that Yamasenken thing; he may as well go to sleep. No sooner did he close his eyes...
"Dan, get in here, now."
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The vetran to their line of work had to whistle; who ever did this was definitely a professional. Every person they had come across was dead, and killed in a way that had kept them silenced, apparently. Whoever did this could be a problem.
"We weren't sent here to off everyone, this ain't a good thing," Dan commented, kicking another body lightly to flip it over. The corpse's eyes were still wide open, like it never even realized it was supposed to be dead yet. Rugar bent down and closed the eyelids of the deceased man.
"Yeah, I'm going to guess we aren't going to get paid for this," Ranma joked, before making a slightly disgusted face with the body he had just found.
"Richter is going to have to hear about this, and he ain't going to like it. Let's check out some of the other rooms and see if there is anyone left at all. Ranma nodded, and they split up. The redheaded man started slowly up the stairs, while the ponytailed man went to check one of the hall rooms.
Ranma looked from side to side, before slightly turning the handle so only the softest 'click' sounded. He slowly pushed open the door, and as he did so, heard a beep.
Dan also caught the beep, and his eyes went wide. He quickly turned back down the stairs, "RANMA WATCH..."
The heavy explosion launched Ranma backwards about fifteen yards, causing him to land heavily on the tile floor. Dan quickly ran down the stairs to check Ranma, before noticing a man at the top of the stairs wearing all black rush out to see what just happened. He looked down, and saw Rugar, and froze.
Rugar could swear the man was smiling behind the full cover mask.
Easy Target Part 2; Dirty Shot
Part 4
"So, you're saying someone, probably one of us, is trying to off the others to get their hands on more around here?" a bald shaven man in a mauve business suit with a pink shirt and matching tie asked, while wiping the sweat from his brow.
Oyabun Takeo nodded in affirmation, "I had called this meeting and agreed upon my honor for your safety to warn you of the trouble this would bring us. I do not wish to start a battle over this, but I request that if it is one of us that we cease these assassinations."
"The mass one was beneficial for us." a man wearing all black with black lipstick and a pale ghostly face commented, while tossing his lengthy deep raven hair, "Those who perished were attempting a powerbase that would disrupt things as they were now. This second one may have been a singular hit, nothing really important."
"My instincts tell me that this is not so," Takeo replied. He was a man who was trusted of all the local crime family heads and heavily respected. His instincts were always heeded by those who were prudent, because it has always proven lucrative, "I would find my disturbed spirit at peace if this was ensured. Nonetheless I give my warning freely." All those around the table nodded in understanding. Takeo continued, "I myself had already taken steps to eliminate this threat beyond this meeting, and as my guests, feel free to help yourself to my generous buffet for your troubles."
____________________________
"Another hit so soon?" Dan asked with a sceptical look towards Richter.
"Yes, I know you and your young partner, Ramen was her name, correct? That you two were due some respite. But I do not think I can trust anyone else with this hit." The blond man wearing an off-white suit walked towards the glass coffee table in his office, and pointed to a paragraph of the documentation laying on it, "He's one of the larger family heads in this city. Those who work under him fear he's getting a bit, how should we say... presumptuous of what he can take? They need him eliminated, but do not want it pointed towards them to ensure loyalty from anyone who avidly followed him. I agree with them on this issue. Apparently yesterday left a sizable hole in things, and we do not need anyone's greed attempting to take control of the situation. That is why I'm asking you to take this one, it pays handsomely."
"You know I never worried about the pay," Rugar replied, taking the picture out of the paperwork,and putting it into the pocket of his red flannel shirt, "I've already gotten all my Christmas shopping down anyhow, why would I need the money?"
"But this is Jul.. forgive me, I forgot your humor. Anyhow, I need this done by tonight, if you would please be so kind as to be prompt about this mission? And as for the other task, it's not a priority, but keep your eyes out, please." Dan nodded, and walked out of Stromhaus's office.
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Ranma struggled with the four bags of groceries up the stairs, and to his apartment door. He blindly fumbled for his keys in his pockets, while balancing one bag on his head and another on the heel of his foot that he has kicked up for a perch. He made it to the small kitchenette and loaded the bags of food onto the small counter just as his cell phone went off.
With a growl, Ranma pulled his business phone out while putting up the groceries, "Yeah?"
"[Ranma, you busy tonight?]"
"No, not really," the ponytailed man replied, putting up a box of cereal.
"[Good, because you are now. Boss has a tailor fit job for us, something he wants quiet and untraceable.]"
"Hmm, no prob, wasn't like I had anything else to do tonight," Ranma replied factually.
"[I'll be by to pick you up at around seven, then. Dress to impress.]"
"Gotcha, I'll see you this evening." Ranma turned off his phone, and finished putting up his groceries. Once that task was done, he made his way into the almost bare living room, and put his feet up on the modest table in front of the single couch to relax. Blindly, he reached for the remote to his portable CD player, and started a CD for his listening pleasure.
He closed his eyes and listened to the soft slow song, using it to find his center. Not for the first time, he thought about how music was good for helping him with that. It wasn't too long ago that he had trouble doing such, what with the 'pressures' of work and all. Eventually he overcame things that had been a problem with his job, and understood the nessessity of it.
His contemplation was cut short by the home phone ringing. Before the answering machine could kick in, Ranma rolled over to the stand by the couch, and picked up the teal portable phone laying on it, "Hello, Saotome residence... oh? That was quick, hold on a sec and I'll get her..." Ranma set the phone down, and walked to the kitchen. He turned on the cold water, and stuck his head under the faucet, pulling it out red instead of black. She picked up a towel she kept in the kitchen, and dried her hair before picking the phone back up.
"Hello? Hi! How did the interview go? Oh, Ranma told me about it, he told me a lot about you. I did, er, he did? Sorry about that, my... husband can be a bit scatterbrained about things like that, my name is Ranm-Ranko, Saotome Ranko. Hey, you don't need to be nervous, I'm not a mass murderer or anything, I only kill bad guys... it's a joke. No, I was kidding. I can't tonight, I have some things I need to do. Tomorrow evening would be good for me probably. You can't? Congradulations! Where are you working? Ah, I understand, didn't mean to pry. You got anything going tomorrow morning? Well I'm usually up bright and early, so come on over. I did give you my address, right? Yeah, I mean my husband, sorry. Good, the building's pretty easy to find. By the way, where do you live? Okay, that's not too far from here, I'm afraid I don't have any transportation myself. No, me and my husband just never had the need for a car. Yeah, I'm pretty familiar with the bus system You just take the bus from the main road near Tangun Plaza, and take it all the way down to Kogoryu, I'm in the five story tall complex around the corner to your left. Okay, I'll see you again, um, then, bye!"
Ranma-chan clicked off the phone, and laid her head down.
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"Pretty quiet in there," Ranma commented, looking towards the wall of the large estate.
"Yeah, guess they're in the middle of something," Dan stated "All the better for us, I suppose."
"Okay, want me to go in while you keep watch?"
Dan shrugged, "Sure, just don't fuck this up with your grand standing."
Ranma nodded, then faded from Rugar's perceptions. The only thing marking Ranma's leaving was the car door opening and closing. The redheaded man settled back into his seat, watching the gates. He knew Ranma wouldn't need him, with that Yamasenken thing; he may as well go to sleep. No sooner did he close his eyes...
"Dan, get in here, now."
____________________________
The vetran to their line of work had to whistle; who ever did this was definitely a professional. Every person they had come across was dead, and killed in a way that had kept them silenced, apparently. Whoever did this could be a problem.
"We weren't sent here to off everyone, this ain't a good thing," Dan commented, kicking another body lightly to flip it over. The corpse's eyes were still wide open, like it never even realized it was supposed to be dead yet. Rugar bent down and closed the eyelids of the deceased man.
"Yeah, I'm going to guess we aren't going to get paid for this," Ranma joked, before making a slightly disgusted face with the body he had just found.
"Richter is going to have to hear about this, and he ain't going to like it. Let's check out some of the other rooms and see if there is anyone left at all. Ranma nodded, and they split up. The redheaded man started slowly up the stairs, while the ponytailed man went to check one of the hall rooms.
Ranma looked from side to side, before slightly turning the handle so only the softest 'click' sounded. He slowly pushed open the door, and as he did so, heard a beep.
Dan also caught the beep, and his eyes went wide. He quickly turned back down the stairs, "RANMA WATCH..."
The heavy explosion launched Ranma backwards about fifteen yards, causing him to land heavily on the tile floor. Dan quickly ran down the stairs to check Ranma, before noticing a man at the top of the stairs wearing all black rush out to see what just happened. He looked down, and saw Rugar, and froze.
Rugar could swear the man was smiling behind the full cover mask.