#pathifery

    Levi sucked in a long breath before walking into the hospital doors. He barely had any sleep last night; he had three surgeries lined up and a mess of appointments. Being a brain surgeon had its perks-- he never ran out of work.

    But that was also a con.

    Since he did have a break before his surgeries started later this afternoon, he decided he may just try and powernap then, maybe snack on some peanuts and water for brain food-- no pun intended.

    It was times like these, when he was backed up with work, when he had to ask himself why he got involved in his career anyway. He was a juvenile growing up, so no one expected him to enter medical school, recieve his degree and even suceed in his career choice. Just the art of medicine always fascinated him.

    He went to the lounge first to get some coffee, then picked up a file from his secretary at the front desk. Two of his nurses were walking around his office as well, greeting him formally but never looking up from their paperwork. That was one thing he liked about his coworkers-- they were just as passionate, interested, and informed about their work as he was.

    "Nurse, did you already talk to Ms. Kida?" The nurse nodded, smiling at him reassuringly, and he took that as a sign that the start of his day wouldn't be so bad. He entered the room marked on her file and shut the door behind him.

    And froze.

✗ ;;--;; pathifery

        " I don't want her dead! And refrain from causing any major injuries--I mean, she's a freak! She deserves anything that comes to her. So, just... knock her out, steal her money, I don't care. I'll pay you big. Just let her know that she's... a horrible person. " 

N ormally the guild never asked any serious questions, so long as murder or other inhumane actions were requested of them. Many of the members had different positions or ranks; Terres was more or less a scout, one who collects information and does a lot of midnight thieving. However, this one time, the thief didn't feel like it was a good idea... the man who had personally come to find their hideout was sweating, constantly swallowing in a nervous manner, and didn't give any explicit details on the target, except that it was a very tomboyish girl who always had her hair up--and, that she frequented the park on clear days.

                  Nobody in particular was requested to on this job,                                                                                                    so just out of cautiousness                   Terres had taken it upon himself to do it. 

Sitting upon a sturdy branch hidden the foliage of a tree, the man relaxed while carefully scanning the entire park, waiting to notice somebody who fit the description. There were plenty of girls who came by with their hair up, especially around the afternoon hours--but none of them seemed to give him the thought of a target. They were all just very... ordinary.

It was around the evening as the sky began to change into a light pinkish orange when he happened to notice someone; a girl, with dark brown hair, put up in a ponytail, and a distinctive hairclip. Shifting himself in a more comfortable position, he watched this girl as she followed the concrete track that encircled the park--something about her just different. There was a certain atmosphere about her, and even though there was some distance between the two of them, he could feel it right where he was.

                                                                                           That has to be her.

       Scanning around and making sure there was nobody to see him, the thief quietly climbed down a few branches before quietly falling and landing upon the ground, collecting his hat that he had hung on a twig on his way down. He quickly locked back onto his target, and found a nearby bench to sit on so he could wait for her to pass by.

(Ask Hiyori :DDDD or ask Amaya she knows very well -nod nod-)

(sits here sipping tea to stay awake, yato you should try tea if red doesn't want you to get some coffee)

pathifery

That day, another guy picked a fight with him. Naoto didn't mind. But he would appreciate it if they give a moment's notice. But what kind of gangster would that person be if they did that huh?

It was a big burly guy this time, blocking him on his way to go to the convenience store. Naoto was even using one of the dark alleys too, so this guy must have been stalking him for a while to even know where he was. And it seemed like he had challenged Oto-sama before too.

"This is definitely my chance to kill you and take over Haiiro Kitsune! I can't believe they actually made a kid as the leader! Must be my luck then!~"

Throaty voice exclaimed as the bigger male, (three times bigger), took hold of Naoto by the neck. Naoto was as apathetic as ever, he could just punch the hell out of this guy, but he would like to take off his knuckle wear first. He didn't want to damage it after all. That was what he thought, when he was suddenly pushed to the wall, almost had himself knocked out if it wasn't for him foreseeing that and headbutted the opponent to recoil from being bumped into the brick red wall. 

With that, the big guy, Naoto didn't even know his name because he didn't even introduce himself, backed off and clutched his head, groaning in pain. Blood trickled down from Naoto's. Quietly, he commented,