Talk:HYDRAXIS Navy/@comment-32153758-20140612232423

OOC: This doesn't affect roleplay, but I just wanted to give a bit of backstory to Warui and Darksire. -- Several years ago, before the ISAF-UR War...

Back in the alley of a unknown city, four people have met up. One is in a car, waiting, another is by the car, getting out, and the other two are standing there by a portable table.

"Here, I have the money," says the one who is getting out of the car. He holds a small bag, and lays it on the table. He unzips it, revealing $300 in cash.

The two who stand by the table look inside the bag. One of them is skinny, tall, and lanky, with big eyes, a black bowlcut and a grin forever on his face. He wears a tan trenchcoat and a tan fedora.nThe other is a simple hoodlum, wearing a leather jacket, winter hat, and holds a gun.

"Ah, then we will do our part of the trade," the tall one says. He tosses another bag, full of cocaine. The man who gave him the money takes the bag and leaves. He's a spy for the police, and little does he know that his identity is known the tall one.

The car leaves, and the tall one faces his companion.

"Has the assassssssin arrived yet? I want that undercover insect dead."

The tall one gets out his phone and is about to dial, but the other man stops him.

"The assassin already came by, and our target is already dead."

Meanwhile, the car with the drugs stops aruptly at a abandoned building. The driver gets out, and opens the door for the undercover policeman. The driver wears a gasmask.

"Thank you, kind driver."

As the policeman says this, a dagger suddenly launches out of the driver's sleeve and pierces the policeman's throat. He coughs blood, and spits all over, then falls dead.

Darksire retracts the dagger from his sleeve and calls the drug dealer.

"I'm rather flattered that I got a job from the leader of the criminal underworld in this city. Where can I pick up the $5,000?" Darksire asks.

"Pick it up tomorrow, at the sssame place I gave him the drugs. I will call you again if I need another imbecile dispossssed."

"Thank you... Mr. Kimochi."

Darksire hangs up.

OOC: I do not condone the use of drugs.