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Juliet was still annoyed with it all, and had been ignoring them for a bit. "Yeah, yeah let's just get this over with. Once we get there, stay out of my way." She hissed. "I'm going to do this myself. My own way. You've done enough Gabe."
"You'll get used to it," Kai nodded his head, remembering how he had felt when he first arrived in Central only a few months before. "The city itself is like the size of three other cities to begin with."
"Not with that attitude you won't," Gabriel stood his ground. "Just because you're mad that I don't tell you ever little detail of my personal life does not give you reason to be a bitch."
"Of course you think that everything has to revolve around you." Juliet shot back. "I'm annoyed you show up to my apartment uninvited and then don't tell me how you found my address."
"And you don't think going to my mother is prying." Juliet was seething now. "So let me get this clear... you get annoyed at me for prying and yet you get my address from my mother. Show up uninvited and unannounced... talk about being a hypocrite." She turned to Gabriel, forcing herself into his mind just long enough to pull the list of addresses. "Coming or not, I really don't care." She said to the rest of them before storming out of the cafe.
"Nova let's go," Gabriel told him. The "list" Juliet had pulled from Gabe's mind was not the actual list as he hadn't looked at it long enough for them to be in his mind. He did have a memory of a list of apartments to look at when he first moved to the city, and was thus the list that Juliet had looked at.
And thus him and Nova headed over to the guy who had made the recent suggestion, banging on his door. "Open up police!" this lead to the male quickly opening the door, and frowning.
"You don't look like police," he scrutinized them.
"You're right. We're bounty hunters," Gabriel shoved his way in. He walked over to the computer, looking at the guy's posts.
"And why are you here?" he asked calmly, stepping towards the door.
"Yeah. We know you've been killing people that others vote for," Gabriel told him. Granted he didn't know this for sure, but when the guy tried to make a run for it, it was obvious. Of course Gabriel tossed out a shadow rope and caught him. "Let's take a trip," he smiled. "You need more than one person to kill someone. Thus this is so easy since you can't really do much," he said.
After taking the male where he needed to go, they headed back to the cafe. "Finding the guy was the only hard part of that mission. Magic user, and his powers are useless without people voting. At least we won't have to worry about him anymore."
It hadn't taken Juliet long to realize the deception. It was at that moment that she decided that she was going to go join the assassins because after all, she actually liked them. And then from there... she'd be able to hone her skills with people who actually knew what they were doing. And then, things would be easier.
So putting a smile on her face, she walked into the restaurant that the assassins used as their front and sat down at the nearest table. She knew that her presence would bring over either Chrome himself or Felicity. Either of which would work.
"You do realize that this a bakery, of assassins. You're looking for the cafe of bounty hunters. There is a short guy with brown hair and green eyes. A red head I would love to slit the throat of. Some invisible guy. Probably more but that's I remember. So wrong place, unless you guys are in desperate need of our help for something," Felicity told her.
"Now now Feli, we shouldn't turn down new recruits," Chrome said as he walked out from the kitchen, wiping his hands off from some leftover dough as he walked over to Felicity. "We give every applicant a fair chance."
"I'd ask how you knew what I'm doing here but I suppose the fact I showed up here by myself is explanation enough." Juliet explained with a smile. "As for what I can do..." Her eyes were glimmering now. "Chrome knows what I can do in a fight, I'm also quite good at making coffee and I'm also handy behind the bar." She rattled these three off rather quickly. "I'm not in the mood for games right now though. So do you have a job for me?" She asked Chrome bluntly. "And as for why I'm leaving that guild... I don't see eye to eye with them anymore. If you must ask."
"Yeah actually there is. Cleaning. It's the job of the newest members. Also you're not allowed to use your skill," Felicity smiled before skipping away.
Juliet just smiled and nodded. She knew that Felicity was just trying to get a rise out of her. "Never had a problem with cleaning." She said with a smile as the other girl skipped away. After all, Felicity wasn't her boss, and even if Chrome said she couldn't use her skill... she'd just use it any way. It wasn't like she had never done such things before, she had never been one for rules.
"It has been three weeks since the start of this random series of Skill User attacks all throughout Central City, both the Central Police Task Force and the Bounty Hunter Association have been hard at work trying to crack down on this rebellious Skill Users who keep appearing but their efforts seem to be falling in vein. This series of attacks have also triggered an increase in property damage and injuries for citizens involved in it and has sparked multiple Anti-Skill protests throughout the city from citizens wondering when the BHA and its Guilds will be able to get a hang of the wild assailants roaming around the city."
Lovo looked on at the TV as he cleaned some glasses behind the bar, his eyes staring intently with a frown before he sighed and lowered the glass down. "Damien go clean the tables quickly!" he ordered the newbie who he had asked to take over bussing tables...mostly because it was the least dangerous thing he could think of to give to the clumsy Bounty Hunter. Lovo himself simply walked over to his chair and sat down, a downcast expression on his face. "Seems like things are getting worse and worse."
"I'm sure it'll be fine," Lyra nodded her head as she patted her husband's back. Things hadn't been the same since Juliet had left for the Moon's Fang Assassin Guild and Hazel began proper training in the Cyborg Academy, missions had also been scarce as of late due to the BHA's attempt to keep their hunters at the ready in case anything bad happened. "I do wonder what's been up with all the attack though."
"I spoke to some of my old friends in Zero, they're not giving much info nowadays but it seems like it has to do with the fake Skill Users that the kids caught before," Lovo explained in annoyance.
***
Sakura was sipping on some tea, a plate of bagles in front of her as she stared at Juliet from her table in Moon Cakes, the Moon Fang Assassin's cover cafe/bakery. She looked at her daughter with a frown before adjusting her glasses and clicking her fingers in order to get the girl's attention.
Damian had been paying close attention to the report when Lovo had asked him to clean the table."Sir, yes sir!" Damian replied to Lovo, before using his telepathic skills to get a cleaning set.
He quickly cleaned each table without the use of his skill, before heading back to other bounty hunters with a triumphant smile on his face - he hadn't messed up! He telepathically put the cleaning set back, before rejoining the others. "The table are clean, sir - they are shining so much so, that you could see your own reflection! " He reported - it was true.
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