Let's start things off with a Bang!

[IGARASHI, KIOSHI]

.:stealth gear equipt:.

3:51pm, Urihai Technologies and Security

It was afternoon, not that one could really give a damn either way it went. In the Urihai Technologies and Security building it really didn't matter what time it was in the day, it was always crawling with people. Perhaps it was the fact they were a security company in the middle of this city that made them feel safer having many people there. Poor fools. The irony was not lost to Kioshi as he raised his right hand to look at his watch. 3:53. In right right hand, he carried a brown, leather brief case with golden bindings keeping it shut. His clothes and mannerism gave him the look of an employee as he briskly made his way to the elevator. He couldn't say anything, he couldn't twitch in the wrong way without blowing his cover and activating the security guards in the building.

The whole 47 stories worth of glass windows and cement provided the town with the second highest structure in the area, the tallest being some 500 meters or so from it. Just so happened to be the best vantage point into the top floor of the building, reserved for only the chairmen and board members to access when holding their meetings. Izanami had made it perfectly clear there were to be no mess ups with this assignment. Kioshi gave a smirk as his mind went to the woman. She was beautiful, she was fiesty, and was the only person he had ever met who could resist his charm. Instead of a pair of nice round size C's in his hands, he got a mark on his cheek that felt like it still hadn't come off. Kioshi's eyebrows jumped in mild surprise as the elevator beeped at him, opening its doors to allow him passage. His eyes did a quick dart at the upper corners of the elevator. On the top right section of the elevator right above the control board was a single camera. Without hesitation, he pressed the top button. After a few moments in the ascending elevator, he took out from his right pocket a cell phone. He flipped it open and spoke into it like he had just recieved a call. Pressing the button to take a picture with the phone, the action done so the camera couldn't see that, Kioshi put on a big smile as though talking to a friend.

"I'm in. Contact in three minutes, look sharp. Over." Kioshi said briefly into the active speaker broadcasting the transmission over a secured channel to his partner. Knowing he didn't have much time before the elevator reached the destination. There was a final ding as he released the button that had activated the speaker.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll meet you there later honey. Alright, love you too, bye!" Kioshi finished as he walked out, two other business men walking past him onto the elevator. Kioshi saw the door he was supposed to go through. Heck, in this grand hall, it was the only door there. There as a huge wall seperating him from his targets and there were two security guards and three cameras. The security guards were armed, they had on helmets with visors and security suits, on each of their hips they wore a night stick and a pistol on either hip. Well... there was no escaping this now. Reaching into his suit's inner pocket with his right hand, he extracted a pair of sunglasses and donned them before walking walking forward.

"Sir," a guard spoke up, some seventeen meters from Kioshi and closing. "I'm afraid you can't take the suitcase past this room." He spoke to Kioshi. his feral eyes blinked at the guard and he set down his suit case.

"But this has some very important items in here." Kioshi explained, opening it, the case opening toward the guard.

"Yeah, we get that a lot, but it's-"

"Safty precautions?" Kioshi finished for the guard his body moving as though he has doing something with whatever it was inside the brief case.

"Yeah."

"I understand." Kioshi said in a somewhat defeated tone. His arm whipped up in a fluid motion, his finger pulling the trigger on his silenced P99 twice on the two guards for a total of four shots. They didn't have time to wonder what happened before they fell to the ground, two holes in both their chests. The weapon made hardly a thwumping sound, a silencer attatched to the barrel. There were two more thumps as the bodies hit the floor, pools of blood starting to form on the marble floor. Kioshi took out his cellphone and pressed the button again.

"3:59 Checkpoint reached. Mission is a go. Fire away at the poor bastards. Over." Kioshi reported to the sniper. It wouldn't take long for them to realize the bullet proof glass was being pounded by shells, enough to break it after three or four shots. Though Kioshi didn't have clearance into the room, there was always more than one way to skin a cat. And in this case, skin the hides off wealthy businessmen.

[SAEDRYKE MURRITE]

Saedryk sat, crouched, upon the top of the tallest of buildings. His equipment was scattered all around him as he began fiddling with a piece of...they called it technolodgy? Whatever it was called, the cellphone provided little amusement to the crazed man. That's when the speaker started to cackle with someone's voice. He caught the signal, and then the cackle came again. It was basically the same message, but...definately different.

His facial features shifted into a wild grin. His teeth bit down on a chewed up paper stick before he spit it out and replaced it with another candy-topped one. Saedryk was swift in getting his things in order. His precious rifle was mounted on the wall of the building, and extra magazines of ammo were close at hand. ...How many were supposed to die? He shrugged; his "partner" would tell him when to stop.

He took aim at the one that needed to die first. The first three shots, all quick and in a row, broke the glass enough to allow the fourth one to pass through with little hindrance.
"One down," he grinned before moving to the next and repeating the process. "Two down." He quickly replaced the empty magazine and shot again. "That makes three; join in any time, buddy." Sae was obviously talking to himself, though he quickly grabbed up the cellphone and hit the button to set up the speaker connection.

After number one had hit the floor, the room occupants had began to stir. Number two was an idiot who just stood there; number three had been by number one, and so was an easy target like number two. The other numbers were moving around in too much of a panic. Saedryk couldn't use his motion parallex to predict the next location, and they were about to rush out of the room.

"Hey," he snarled into the phone, "heads up! I can't get a clear shot, anymore! They're heading your way!" Saedryk, using the scope of his rifle, analyzed the first few floors above and beneath his partner. No one seemed to be in a panic... Were they too stupid to hear the screams? too greedy to notice the shouting? Perhaps. "I'll meet you at the spot."

With that much said, he hung up and shoved the device into a holster with one of his pistols. Saedryk slung his rifle over his shoulder and began to dart across the rooftop and to the fire escape. He had to make his way to the escape point. As far as he was concerned...his part of the job was done.

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