#hellguarded

@hellguarded

A night like any other, one would like to say. Streetlights lighting the roads, the relative quiet of a city interrupted mostly only by the sounds of cars and the occasional shout of someone out drinking or what have you...

But for one man in particular, he wouldn't be able to say that soon enough, staring up at the building in front of him from an alley across the way. Someone walks up from behind him, placing their hand on his shoulder.

"Ready for this, big guy? Quick in and out, should be done before the pigs realize! Easy job, easy money!" They grin, seeming confident in this plan.

The man just responds curtly. "Yes."

"Alright! You know the plan! Couple of my guys will follow behind you to hold the entrance. You know! Just in case someone gets nosey while you're doin' your thing."

He squints at them. "Long as they know our agreement."

They just make a face, rolling their eyes. "Tch...Yeah, yeah, mister personality. They'll get the memo." They back off, motioning him along. "Now get goin', we don't got all night!"

The man huffs, cracking his knuckles as he begins moving forward.

This will be a long night...

The report would come in to the authorities, some bystander spotting a small group of suspicious individuals entering the offices of some small tech company. One large man, then two more people a minute or two after. They appeared to be armed, though no gunshots have been heard.

The silent alarm has been tripped and attempts to call have been met with no answer. Something is also disrupting security footage. This was all within the last several minutes.

“I did not know you were coming.” – she greeted him in a slight surprise; she was wearing a simple flowery dress and her long blond hair was falling loose on her back, still slightly wet. Rather unusual outfit for her. When they were meeting before, even in this house, Nunnally was usually dressed more formally – “Please do excuse my rather…casual look.” – she felt the necessity to explain herself before leading him inside to the living room that was more than familiar to him.

“The usual?” – she asked pouring him a glass of his preferred drink not really waiting for the confirmation – “My father is out. At the meeting. He is not expected home for another hour. Or two.” - she said pouring herself a glass of white wine.

That was an unexpected situation. Nunnally knew Ignis was important. The business with him was important, and whenever he visited, some additional efforts were always undertaken. Nunnally was always expected to be home, ready to be called upon if needed. So, Ignis's visit was surprising. Least to say. Almost awkward. She laughed trying to make a situation lighter, more relaxed at least for her. And then she said the first thing that came to her mind: --

“Unless this time you came to visit me…” – (“Gosh! You are flirting with him, Nunnally. That would make your father furious…” ) – little did she know...

"I am sorry. I should not have."

    " If it isn't the little puppy~ " Eris cooed, reaching out to caress the face of the hellhound. " Good boy~ "