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China Town; Saxon, Larissa, [OPEN]; Graded
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Saxon let off a long slow sigh as the boat hit port. He'd had his ID checked three times since, its like they didn't trust him or something. It wasn't his real ID of course but hat was hardly the point. Some people needed to learn to let you in. China was apparently one of those people- er countries. Saxon was going to China by the way, with his new friend Larissa. Japan was fun and all, but it was quickly turning into a dry well. Too many Heroes, and Saxon thought he'd never say that. Fact was though that it was real hard to do anything nefarious when someone was always looking to do good.

Saxon loved heroes, absolutely loved them. But he needed to really build his own legend, get things rolling ya know? Then he could start throwing himself out to the heroes to play the big bad baddie to their story. That was the ticket.

A sharp spike of pain ran through the nerves of his right hand. Saxon winced and waggled his hand until it drifted into just a kind of faint buzz over his skin. He had overused his quirk a week or two prior, shut off his pain so he could take a knife through the arm. It had... kind of sucked. Bleeding off and on until the wound sealed. Lots of bandages not to mention sleeping in a bathtub for a few nights so he didn't get blood everywhere had just been killer on his back. Now though... now all he had to deal with were the occasional flashes of pain or hot or cold or what have you that ran through his nerves as hi body tried to uncross the wires his quirk had naturally crossed. Just a couple days before he had finally stopped bandaging up the injury. After all, it looked mostly fine.

Looking away from himself, for just a second anyway, Larissa had been a complete delight. She was smart, funny, absolutely vicious, and pretty to boot. The last one was especially enjoyable, as it had let them sneak onto the boat with relative ease. You'd be surprised how distracted some guys got seeing a girl with her midsection exposed. Saxon didn't get it personally, but he was a bit of a weirdo. He knew that.

So- China.

It was a strange shift from Japan. Similar culture, strict, high strung and professional. But there was a weird mindset shift. There was a big feel for the old here. Preservation, keeping things patched and running. Japan always felt new new new. New buildings and lights. New suits. New cars. Everything had to be new. China felt... old. Saxon liked it. He loved the past, the old heroes, the stories of where they came from. China might just be his kind of place.

"So, where to?" He asked, turning to his companion.
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They had finally arrived. China, a beautiful country steeped in culture. It was a place that Larissa figured she might enjoy if it wasn't for all the damn people there. Aside from Saxon, other people always managed to piss her off. The way they talked, moved, even the way they breathed were all things that Larissa couldn't help but be bothered by. For whatever reason, Saxon was an exception to all this. As far as she was concerned he was a pretty interesting guy and being in his company was nice. After running into some trouble back in Japan, the two of them had decided to leave Japan and travel elsewhere together and quite frankly Larissa couldn't be happier.

Larissa wasn't sure why they were here in China but she had to admit the change of scenery was nice. She may not have liked all the people there but the country itself really was very beautiful. She was going to have a good time here but she dreaded having to interact with the locals. They would no doubt be incredibly annoying and she most likely wouldn't be able to repress her urge to kill them. Larissa figured that she'd just have to let Saxon do all the talking, he had better people skills than she did.

Saxon would turn to Larissa, asking her where they wanted to go. "So, where to?" That was a hard question to answer. Being in a new county could be overwhelming with so many things one could do it was hard to figure out where to start. Larissa thought for a moment, her finger resting on her cheek as she pondered what they should do first. There was a lot of things that she wanted to do but what she could really go for was some food. "Why don't we get something to eat?" she said, looking around to try and see if there was a place nearby that they might be able to eat at. She really was hungry but it wasn't like she was dead-set on eating something at this very moment. If Saxon had a better idea then she would happily go and do that with him.
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Another empty lead.

It was the third time. Rainer sighed, crumpling up a small paper and tossing it into the toilet. It landed softly, floating on the toilet water's surface. The bounty hunter sighed, lifting the cigarette out of his mouth and blowing out smoke. It was an attempt to soothe his nerves, but that was hard in his location. The public washroom which he was using was stocked full with people in a rush. He was using a toilet stall for a quick smoke break, as well as an easy means to dispose of some information - via the Chinese sewage system. The sound of running water from outside drew his gaze to the toilet. He didn't touch the toilet handle with his hands, instead lifting his leg and flushing with his foot. His shoe was already touching the filthy floors in the damn place, so he didn't mind a metal knob intended for hands.

"Hurry up in there!" a frustrated voice shouted from outside. To some surprise, the man spoke in Japanese. The language was something Rainer had grown accustomed to through spending much of his time within Japan, but he was now in a different country. China. The superpower which sat comfortably in East-Asia. Rainer sighed and pushed open the stall's door, staring at the man who had been shouting as he walked past him. He didn't start a fight or anything though, he wasn't going to cause too much more trouble for himself over some rude comments. But that wasn't to say he didn't almost do so. He was in an irritable mood, and giving the man a good punch would have felt nice. Still, Rainer showed restraint in this foreign country.

As for why he was in China? A job. This time his target was a particularly nasty one. A woman who, from the information Rainer was able to obtain, was named 'Larissa Maes'. From simple acts of delinquency to more serious crimes such as serial murder, she'd gone free for now due to a lack of concrete evidence. But in Rainer's line of work, that wasn't of major concern. This Larissa person was fairly well known in certain areas, and some people wanted her dead. That was where Rainer stepped in, as a mediator for the clients and the targets.

The bounty hunter stopped on the Chinese streets, stretching his arms and looking around. He'd been in this area since some information lead him to believe that Larissa would arrive here, but he hadn't caught sight of a single person like her. He'd waited near a port, to no avail. And thus, he was now moping around some shitty town in China, wondering what his next step would be.
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Saxon stretched a bit and worked his arms. He really had been out of it for too damn long. Still, his arm was almost back to 100% after overusing his quirk. Ideally Saxon thought of how he might get better at using his ability, if the drawbacks weren't so severe it could really be a powerful quirk. One perfect for a rising star of a villain looking to make a name for himself. Saxon could just see it now, boosting his speed past his muscles norms, flipping over cars and attacks to make a dramatic entrance that some wide-eyed hero would never forget! Oh that would really be something else!

Of course... he would then be completely crippled from it. The red haired man let out a dejected sigh as he thought about it. He'd love to make his quirk stronger but just had no real idea of how he was going to manage it. Oh well. When life seems tough just stick to what you know. Bartending and killing people. Not that Saxon was too great at the latter. He was one hell of a bartender though.

Over the course of their trip, Larissa would have likely started to take note of Saxon's obsession with Heroes. He would key in on conversations any time the talk of Heroes came up. He knew a rather alarming number of 'fun facts' about all kinds of heroes. He loved to recount stories and even make up his own about them. He was, without a doubt, a super mega fan boy for heroes! The fact that all this hero worship drove him to be a murderer was just... well just weird.

Saxon nodded to Larissa's suggestion for food and picked up the bags. He had insisted on carrying Larissa's as well as his own. It was important for him to keep his hand in use so that the nerves could completely recalibrate and heal. Ideally Larissa had gained a good enough opinion of Saxon to not think he was trying to be particularly chivalrous or anything. In truth, Saxon was profoundly selfish.

As they walked, looking for a good food stall, the man decided to strike up a bit for idle conversation. "So did I tell you I met a hero hopeful from U.A. just before we left Japan? Kid turned out to be related to SOLARITE! How cool is that!? I used to love watching videos of her back in the day. Kid was in those Sports Festival videos I was talking about. Man it was cool!" Saxon said with a happy smile on his face.

Oh he'd gone on and on and on about the Sports Festival. It was just his normal interest in quirks and heroes until he spotted a green figure in the audience in one frame. Then it went to a whole other level! Green Grit! Saxon was quick to show off his laminated card from her. Though this could be seen as annoying Saxon's other side tended to balance it out as well. His "Mask Man" persona. Saxon was a surprisingly sharp individual when it came to avoiding security, police, prying eyes, and all manner of annoyances. He was more than happy to share those secrets with Larissa too, since as he put it, she was another predator and not prey.

Saxon walked with his new friend, blissfully unaware of the bounty hunter not more than a hundred feet away from them
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Oh boy here we go again. Once again Saxon was gushing immensely about those stupid heroes that he seemed to love so much. It was pretty weird for someone as nefarious as Saxon to be so obsessed with that them. He broke the law all the time yet despite that, heroes seemed to be the man's favorite topic. Larissa rolled her eyes as Saxon continued to speak, her mind already beginning to zone out as he mentioned some idiot named "Solarite".

How could Saxon be so enamored with them? The actions of heroes only interfered with the lives of people like Larissa and Saxon. With them constantly on the prowl it was hard to commit and get away with any crimes. Larissa loved freedom and she hated the idea of a hero coming in to stop her from killing the people that annoyed her. How dare they? They had no right to stop her from doing what she wanted so why couldn't they just mind their own business? Do-gooders pissed her off. They were obnoxious, they were nosy, and worst of all they were annoying.

Larissa spotted a good looking food stall out of the corner of her eye. The stall seemed to be serving some roast duck and the sigh of it made Larissa's mouth salivate in anticipation for a good meal. This was it, the place they would eat at. "Come." She said sharply as she attempted to grab Saxon's arm and pull him along in the direction of the stall. Larissa was not somebody who waited around. If she saw something she wanted then by god she was going to go for it. Unfortunately for any companions she might have, the brown-haired girl didn't like waiting to see if they would follow her. This usually resulted in her attempting to forcefully pull them wherever she wanted to go. Larissa didn't care if they were capable of following her on their own. She wanted them to follow her now so that is what she would make them do.

Upon reaching the stall, Larissa put on her friendliest smile. She often found that if she acted nice or even interested the people who ran these places then she could probably get some sort of discount or even get stuff for free. The man running the stall was rather ugly but Larissa wasn't about to let that get in the way of a possible free meal. If Saxon paid attention to her interaction with the stall owner he would see a whole side of Larissa that he had never seen before. No longer was she edgy and abrasive; instead she was now acting like a flirtatious ditz. It was clearly just an act she was putting on but if one didn't know Larissa then it might look pretty convincing.

"Hey, honey. I'm real hungry but I have no money. You think I could get a meal for free?" She said in Mandarin to the stall owner, batting her eyelashes at him in an attempt to butter the man up. Maybe he would think he could get lucky if he gave her a meal for free. There was no chance in hell of that happening but he didn't have to know that. Alas, Larissa's attempt at wooing her way into a free meal failed miserable as the man behind the counter would yell something back at her in Mandarin, essentially telling her to go fuck herself.

The girl scowled, turning back to her companion before simply whispering to him. "He is annoying and ugly. I want him dead." Larissa was acting pretty childish but that was just the kind of person she was. When things didn't go her way she got angry and wanted to vent. Unfortunately for others, her method of venting was impaling whoever pissed her off and leaving them in a dark alleyway. It was a terrible thing to do to somebody but Larissa had no remorse. She would do what she wanted and nobody was going to stop her.
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"Thank you." Rainer said, a forced smile on his face as he nodded his head slightly. The woman behind the counter smiled back, waving and then averting her eyes to the next customer. Rainer shifted out of the way, bringing the bun he just bought up close as he took a bite. Thin, chopped pieces of ham and scallions littered the top, the entirety of which was nice and crispy. The rest of the bun was light and soft, a testament to the quality and effort put in. Tastes as good as it looks. One of the things Rainer enjoyed when travelling to places such as these was the food. Unfortunately, sometimes the food was pretty shit. Rainer had chosen this particular food stall due to the smell and look of the food, but sometimes that was deceiving. As it was apparent now, that was not the case.

Enamoured with the warm bun in his hands, Rainer didn't notice a familiar face nearby. It wasn't the face of an old friend, nor someone that he'd met before in any shape or form, but he'd seen their face more than once none the less. And just as he would have gone past them, with nobody the wiser, some yelling caught his attention. It wasn't that yelling was uncommon in the area. There were many people, and they were all yelling for a multitude of reasons. Attempting to draw attention to sell their wares, attempting to call out to friend, there's a large variety of ways that you can yell at someone. But one of those ways was based in anger.

In a strong accent, one of the stall worker shouted profanities at someone, catching Rainer's attention. It wasn't incredibly loud, but he was just a bit away. Not one native to China, he didn't speak the language, but he did know a few short phrases. Aside from the usual 'hello' or 'thank you', he also learned a few curses on his way. And as the man behind the stall shouted 'fuck off', Rainer grinned as he knew exactly what the man meant. With his interest already peaked, the bounty hunter turned his gaze away from the man, about to leave. But it was then, as his eyes moved away from the stall and across the crowds back to his bun, that he caught a glimpse of that face. The one that he knew oh so well.

What? He had to look once more, unsure of what he just saw. But unmistakably, it was her; Larissa. His eyes shot back down to his bun, the youth continuing his walk without any suspicious movements. He quickly turned to his right and stopped over next to a garbage bin, taking another glimpse of the woman. She seemed to be with a man, possibly one of her soon-to-be victims. Maybe he wasn't, but there was the risk of that. Rainer kept his calm composure and ate the bun slowly, but his internal thoughts were anything but calm. He'd spent plenty of time searching for this woman, and right as he'd given up, there she was. To the yelling of an old stall worker, which was in tune with her trouble-making legacy. Alright, need some new plans. The old ones are no longer relevant.
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Larissa grabbed Saxon's arm and dragged him along behind her. He didn't particularly mind, he was a lot less aggressive when he wasn't wearing his face. She seemed to have a really good idea where she wanted to go anyway that was was good enough for the red haired man. He let his friend take him along until eventually they were in front of a stall. Larissa played the flirty valley girl and it was.... interesting to see. Her entire persona changed. Al her confidence was replaced with a kind of bubbly assurance, all her instinct seemed to melt away to imply a kind of seductive enticement.

She looked like prey.

Saxon's eyes watched her with intense interest. Ideas started welling up in his mind. Her lithe body under his, crying out as he choked the life out of her. Her eyes turning red and then rolling as Saxon busied himself thinking of the first hero on scene to find her. Prey. Prey. Prey. Prey. Prey. Pre- No. Whatever Larissa was doing seemed to have failed as she completely dropped the act and in less than a second all of Saxon's instincts told him she was a predator once again. He let out a small breath and smirked at her.

Larissa seemed unhappy. She said she wanted the man at the stall dead. Saxon raised an eyebrow at her then looked at the stall owner again giving a shrug as if saying Oh you know, girls. Saxon offered his elbow to the girl to lead her away from the stall.

"Ok sure. Let's kill him." Saxon said, more than onboard for the amusement.

People tended to care more about pretty young girls than they did overweight food stall vendors. But this could be good practice all the same. "But let's wait for him to go home. Follow him. Break in. And kill him there. Really make a spectacle of it for whoever finds him, ya know?" Saxon proposed. He said this with the same easy and relaxed nature as if he were offering to take the woman to a day at the park or pitching some movie plan for a hang out.

Killing was no big deal for Saxon, though he did seem to have an unusual number of complications when he tried. Still, if he was going to off someone less likely to get a lot of attention then he might as well do it in a big BIG way.
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As the brown-haired girl walked away from the stall with Saxon, the man held out his elbow for her to grab. She figured he wanted the stall owner to know that he was in control of her, that they wouldn't get into any trouble. Larissa didn't mind doing that but she wasn't going to let him lead her anywhere. She was always the one who did the leading and this time would be no different. Larissa looped her arm around Saxon's elbow, making them look like a normal pair just out for a nice walk. However that would soon change as Larissa increased her pace, stomping away from the stall as she attempted to forcibly pull Saxon alongside her.

She had to make sure not to cause too much of a scene but the girl was still pretty pissed about not getting her way back there. However there was so good news as Saxon agreed that they should kill her, only he wanted to do it a bit differently. Saxon and Larissa were two people who had taken many lives and it had gotten to the point where they could do it without even thinking, without any remorse but the two of them preferred to kill with different methods. Larissa preferred to do it as fast as possible, not wanting to waste much of her time being in the annoying presence of her victims . She didn't care if it got messy or if her victim was in a lot of pain; as long as they died then she was happy. Saxon on the other hand was patient and methodical. He liked to make every kill personal and Larissa could tell every one of his kills thrilled him to his core. The man was a sociopath and Larissa loved that.

Larissa wasn't too thrilled that Saxon wanted to take things slow when it came to killing the man but she reluctantly agreed. "Fine..we will do it your way." When the girl had mentioned wanting to kill the stall owner, her idea had just been to lead the man away from his stall and end his life in a secluded spot. She would kill him quickly and then they could be on their way. However Saxon just seemed to find too much fun in orchestrating the owner's death and Larissa didn't want to deny him of that. Besides, if she could gloat in front of him as he took his last breaths then that was pretty cool too.

Now that they had a plan the only thing left for them to do was wait for the man to close up and go home. The only problem was just what the hell they were going to do until then. Sure they could go off and do something else while they waited but what if they came back and the man was gone? That would be pretty disappointing. Larissa wasn't the type of person just to let something like that go. If that man somehow happened to slip away from her then she was going to spend all night tracking the fucker down. It was probably one of the pettiest things a person could do, tracking someone down to kill them because they didn't give you free food but Larissa just didn't give a fuck. She killed the people who annoyed her and this piece of shit wasn't going to be an exception. "I guess we just hang out around here until he goes home..." she said. "But what to do...." Larissa was no longer hungry after her encounter with the man. Instead, the feeling of hunger was replaced by anger entirely directed towards the owner of the stall. The fact that he was still alive annoyed her.
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Course it had to be in fuckin' China.

Rainer flicked his cigarette and shook his head, anxiety scratching at the back of his mind. He looked up to see the girl link arm with the man, the two beginning to talk among themselves. There laid the possibility that the young man was another one of her soon-to-be victims, but the way they interacted gave him a shaky feeling. The man himself in particular, something just seemed off about him.

The worst part about this revelation was that Rainer had little in the way of counteracting his numbers advantage. As it stood, he'd have to take them both on at the same time - and Rainer was fairly certain that Larissa was good in a fight. Whether it be minor crimes or murdering others via impaling them, some ditz couldn't pull them all of and still walk free.

Now, this wasn't to say that Rainer felt a lack of confidence in his own abilities - he'd been in his fair share of fights. But he also maintained that it was important not to underestimate your opponents. As they begun talking amongst themselves, Rainer finished chewing the bun and threw the wrapper in the bin. Well first off I gotta observe the area. Slipping his hands in his pockets, Rainer trotted off down the street while keeping a subtle gaze on the two.

The streets ran up and down, people crowding the area as they moved by. There wasn't an overwhelming flow of citizens in this port-town, but just enough to make the area lively. Are there even any empty streets in China?
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Larissa agreed to Saxon's terms for the murder. They'd get to kill the person that Larissa so passionately hated right then in the moment... but they were going to track him down to his home and kill the pig in his own abode. It was going to be fun, Saxon just knew it! As Larissa took Saxon's arm she also took command, pulling him along with her. Saxon just smiled politely and followed along to make the walk look natural and not as if he was being dragged around. He really didn't mind Larissa's assertive nature. While they walked he noted that his friend seemed rather aggravated and distracted.

Saxon waved a hand in front of her and smiled her way. "Come on, trust me. I'll make this fun." He said to calm her.

Saxon glanced around and noted a bar with large windows facing the street. It was busy inside but that was fine. Busy was good for hiding. Two faces in a crowd. Saxon tapped Larissa on the arm and pointed into the bar. He didn't imagine she would enjoy being led inside so he decided to just point the way to her and let the woman take him inside. As they walked together, Saxon made sure he could still maintain line of sight on the stall owner. It wasn't the best angle but he could in fact still see the man. Which was all he really needed. He was far enough away too that he could be looking at any number of store fronts.

Saxon ordered a drink for himself and motioned that Larissa should pick up anything she wanted as well. Saxon didn't have much money, but he had enough to buy them drinks and food for a few days. Once they murdered the old man they would loot his home too for a bit extra. "So, tell me. How would you like to kill him. Be detailed." Saxon said to Larissa. His smile stretched wide as he leaned in as if the two were sharing some juicy secret. Larissa wasn't like him. She was a predator that thrived off of the moment. A lioness if you would. Saxon was more like a spider. He enjoyed setting the stage and slipping close before killing in absolute certainty in his catch. Two very different but deadly ways to kill.

If they wanted a happy medium then it would be something along the lines of casting a wide web and letting the lion run the prey into it. Realistically it would be a bit more difficult than that but Saxon liked a challenge. He'd try and incorporate whatever Larissa wanted to do well and good into the plan. She'd like that.

Whatever she wanted to do, Saxon was certain it would be violent and passionate. Which was sure to be great fun! Saxon's drink arrived and he drew an odd look by asking for a straw to drink it with. Alcohol wasn't really seen as the kind of think you enjoyed through a straw but Saxon was as always a bit eccentric. Besides, the straw would force him to take smaller drinks and help keep him from getting intoxicated or lose focus. He glanced back over at the stall, marking the prey in his mind. This was going to be a blast.
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As the two of them continued to walk away from the stall owner, Saxon would tap Larissa on the arm and point into what looked to be a bar. Yes, that seemed like a very good place to kill time. Larissa noted the large windows inside and smiled to Saxon. The man had chosen the perfect place to lay low and watch the man until he went home. As an added bonus the two of them would be able to enjoy a bit of alcohol as well. The brown-haired didn't particularly like how crowded it was in the establishment but it was just something she would have to deal with. Larissa immediately pulled Saxon with her as she stepped towards the bar. The man had probably been expecting her to do something along those lines due to the fact that he hadn't even bothered to start moving towards it.

Once they had found a place to sit, Larissa ordered herself a drink. Thanks to Saxon paying for it she wouldn't have to worry about money for the time being. What a swell guy! Saxon would then ask her just how she wanted to kill the man. That was an easy question to answer especially considering she had so much time to think about it. Normally she would have just done it without thinking and let instinct take over but this gave her the chance to maximize the pain and suffering that the man would feel as they killed him. Larissa opened her mouth to speak but stopped when the waitress came over, placing three shots of rum down in front of Larissa. The brown-haired girl patiently waited for the girl to leave before continuing on with what she wanted to say.

"How would I like to kill him?" the girl repeated Saxon's words, a savage grin plastered all over her face. She paused for effect before leaning in close and speaking slowly. "I want to impale him through the chest and watch as he chokes to death on his own blood." With that, Larissa leaned back and downed one of the shots as quickly as possible, wiping her mouth and placing the empty glass back on the counter. "You'd probably find it a bit boring though, wouldn't you?" The brown-haired girl turned her head, looking out one of the large windows to make sure the stall owner was still in sight. "Tell me.." She said as she turned back to him. "If I wasn't here, how would you do it?" Larissa figured that Saxon would probably come up with an answer that was similar to the plots of those old slasher flicks. The ones where the masked killer enters the house and begins slowly cutting everything in it's path as they made sure to instill as much fear as possible. He was an odd guy but that was fine. As far as Larissa was concerned, odd was good.

Larissa would take another shot as she waited for Saxon to respond. Alcohol was something that Larissa enjoyed a lot but she hated sissy drinks like beer or cocktails where you could barely taste any of the alcohol. No, Larissa only enjoyed distilled spirits. She liked the way they burned her throat as they went down and she enjoyed the buzz she felt from drinking too much. Beer was just too weak for her to ever enjoy and that was why she would never drink it. Drinking strong liquor would be a good way to pass the time but Larissa just couldn't wait to see the look on the man's face when she impaled him in his own home and best of all.... that fucker had no idea what was coming.
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What?

Rainer's breathing grew unsteady, eyes widening slightly. Already? The bounty hunter ran his right hand through his hair, sighing as he calmed down. Just minutes ago, he had trailed the two suspects, entering a bar just briefly after them, giving them enough space as to not be detected. Taking out his phone, he acted out a conversation with someone as he walked past the two, not giving them a single glance. The vocal inflections and words he used were that of a naive youth, speaking on mundane and common topics. All of this was extra precaution taken by the bounty hunter to throw off any possibility of being caught, no matter how small the risk was. If he was simply walking past them on the streets outside, then this would have been fairly overkill, but he had also chosen to sit nearby them. In fact, he'd sat down at a booth just beside the two so that he could listen in on their conversations.

And it was like such that he sat down and begun listening to them from the other side of the booth. Almost instantly, he begun to hear them discussing the greatest of crimes; murder. It was casually and calmly that they detailed the murder, inhumanly picturing the agony of their soon-to-be victim. Truly, it was false to say that they spoke of it calmly. Casually, yes, but not calmly. An intensely savage blood-lust could practically be felt in the way that she, Larissa, described the act.

The cruelty and horror made him tighten his fist, trying to calm himself down as he looked out the window. But the only thing he could think of whilst looking out the window was, who would be their victim? His eyes darted around, trying to find a peaceful place to rest. Suddenly, a voice made him jump, eyes darting over to a man dressed in formal attire.

"You alright, sir?" The man would ask, a puzzled expression on his face. Rainer looked at him for a few seconds, feeling his blood pumping rapidly. His eyes were working overdrive, digesting information at a much faster pace than usual. Despite all of this inner turmoil though, the bounty hunter swallowed his anxiety and gave the man a smile.

"I'm fine, just startled me is all," the bounty hunter finally said, tapping his foot under the table. "I'll have this," Rainer said, pointing to a burger on their menu. The place was a bar, but the bounty hunter wasn't even sure if he was of age to order drinks from the place. It was his first time in China after all. Either way though, he likely wouldn't have ordered a drink if he could. At best it would calm his nerves, and at worst it would make him sloppy and unprofessional. The waiter nodded, turning off to leave. Rainer would rest his head back against the booth, listening in on the two and checking his phone for the time. Getting late.
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As Larissa spoke, Saxon kept his eyes on her. A kind of quiet focus seemed to come over him,not the look of passion or intimacy one would associate with lovers. More it was a look of someone that knew better than to glance away from a tiger sitting within pouncing distance of himself. It was one of the things he appreciated about Larissa, the feeling that if he let his guard down too low she might just attack him as well. What a fun travel buddy he had been lucky enough to find. Saxon paid no real attention to the boy that walked by talking on the phone, just one more prey filtering into the herd. If Saxon was hunting he might have noticed the boy… but the boy was far from his usual preference for victims so even that was uncertain. Larissa was kind enough to detail out a rather horrific and delicious death that was so fitting her particular style of violence. Saxon approved as it fell well into the range of what he had started to expect from her. That kind of vicious instinct was proof of her value.

However she managed to turn the question on Saxon, asking how he would have killed the man on his own. Saxon made something of a show thinking about the question. He put his index finger to his lips and pouted, looking up as if concentrating. He rubbed the back of his head and crossed his arms, oh he was giving it so much thought indeed. As he seemed to come to a conclusion he shrugged with his hands held up passively. ”I wouldn’t” he said with a bit of a laugh.

This was something of a test, he watched Larissa’s face with more than a little curious impishness to see how she would react. Regardless of her reaction, Saxon would smile and then wave his hand to show he meant to add more to his statement. He leaned in a bit and lowered his voice to add an air of conspiracy to the conversation. If the boy behind him strained his ears he would still be able to hear the talks. ”He isn’t really the type I’d pick for my fun. I normally like to target the young and inebriated. Still… if I was going to kill this man by myself…” Saxon trailed off a bit as he observed the man at his stall. ”I’d find a way into his home other than the front door. Order a pizza or some take out. When he went to answer the door I’d slip into his house. I want someone to have seen him alive just that night. Then I’d strangle him, fast and sure. Once he was dead I’d set up the scene. Tear the place up a bit, maybe cut the body and paint some pictures. Go out of my way to make a horror show.” Saxon traced his finger over the edge of the liquid in his glass and drew away his finger wet. He began ideally tracing marks over the table, though the water made a poor medium to show his point.

”If I got inturrupted during I’ve already killed him so its fine. If not then I can call in a tip or something the next day once I’m sure I’ve gotten away.” He finished up, rather pleased with his idea. Saxon was, at his core, an ambush predator.

He wasn’t often one to sneak into his prey’s den, but he if was going to do it he wanted fast results and then time to plant as much of a story as he could around the area. Maybe make signs of a struggle or plant false clues about his quirk. Burn some things or something like that, could be good. Saxon began to think about branding, he really should make a symbol or something to start leaving at the scenes of his attacks, how else would anyone ever know they were from him and not some random nobody!!!

As they talked the time flew by. The shops began to close. The man began to pack things up. Saxon smiled to himself and tapped the table by Larissa’s arm. ”What say we get out of here. I think I know someplace we can pass the time.” he said. He was being coy with his words showing he was getting into the spirit of the game. While his sentence could be taken as a rather generic pick up line, Larissa would know better. She would see the glint in his eye, the curve at his lips, the cold seriousness standing in stark contrast to his joy. She would know they were ready to start hunting. They would follow the man to his home. Break in. Kill him. And no one would be able to stop them.

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Saxon would take Larissa's question a bit too literally, stating that if she wasn't there then he wouldn't even go after the guy. "Alright, smart guy. How would you kill him though?" She said, rolling her eyes at him. Larissa could tell by his face that he was messing around. That was fine and all but she was really interested to know how he'd do it and she hated waiting. The brown-haired girl didn't have to wait long as the man began to give her the answer she was looking for.

Larissa listened intently as Saxon described how he would kill the stupid stall owner. Older people weren't really the people he targeted but regardless of that fact he still spoke with such passion. The method he described was simple yet efficient, leading Larissa to believe that he had done that exact sort of thing before. Her eyes were bright with excitement as she continued to listen to the scenario that Saxon was painting. Their methods of killing may have been quite different but it was scary how well they meshed together. A savage killer mixed with a cold calculated sociopath was a combination that nobody in their right mind would ever want to deal with.

The two of them would continue their conversation, passing the time until the man finally started to pack up for the day. Larissa had been drinking a fair amount of rum but that did little to affect her concentration on the man. After all, what kind of huntress would she be if her prey slipped away so easily. No way that would happen. Adrenaline started to pump through her body as she prepared to start the pursuit. It looked like Saxon had the same idea, tapping the table and stating that he knew a place where they could pass the time. To any random bystander that would have sounded innocent but to Larissa it was an indicator that they could get down to business. A wicked grin was plastered all over her face as she got up from her seat, her vampiric canines visible for all to see. "Lovely."

Larissa headed for the exit, intent on following the man once he had finished packing up. He would most likely be heading out soon which meant Larissa would be able to stand nearby without drawing too much attention. It was one thing if she hung around him for an extended period of time but if she was only near him for a bit then nobody would suspect a thing. The brown-haired girl glanced over at the stall owner as she strolled by him. She couldn't wait to stain the man's home with his own blood.
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"Christ..." Rainer sighed, leaning his head back against the booth's walls. The bounty hunter fiddled with his lighter, a small rectangular one. The cold feel of metal ran across his hand as he spun it in his hand, trying to calm his nerves. He wasn't a perfect person. He'd done some things that he wasn't proud of. But he felt himself to be sensible. Arguably he was riding on the edge of criminality with his line of profession, but at least his morals were grey rather than just pitch black. The conversation from the table behind caused him to stop eating, leaving his burger half eaten. It wasn't per say that he couldn't stomach the talk, but from the bits that he could make out here and there from their quiet speaking, he had more important things to think about than munching down on some food. It was also good for what was to come. He wasn't drinking alcohol, but food itself could get you drunk in some ways. Too much food makes you sleepy, the last thing he wanted in a job like this.

”What say we get out of here."

Rainer sighed as he heard those words, running his hand through his hair. A small motion to a waiter caught their attention, a recognisable gesture of wanting to pay. The young waitress arrived a bit after, placing the bill down on his table alongside some small candies. "Thank you," Rainer said, giving her a smile and subtly nodding his head. Ruffling through his pockets, the bounty hunter retrieved some bills he obtained from a currency exchange and hastily placed them down, caring little for the difference.

Here goes. Rainer shuffled out of his booth, standing up and straightening his coat. It was mostly an action to cover up his intentions, glancing down over to see the man just exiting the bar. The girl was also headed over back across the street, nearing the are Rainer first saw her at. From all that he had heard, everything was piecing together to make sense. Earlier she'd gotten into an argument with that stall worker, and then her and the man got together and began speaking. The two then went into a bar and begun detailing how they would kill some man. Rainer would be a shitty bounty hunter if he couldn't put two and two together to figure out what was going on.

A little jingle sounded out as Rainer exited the building, pushing the door and stepping out. Walking out, he took in a breath of air and the various aromas. It was nothing like the busy cities of Japan or the U.S., a unique and distinct smell fused from the various stalls and tides of people. But this bustling city, like any, was no doubt a mask for the dozens of illegal activities which were occurring and would occur soon under the night sky. And Rainer just happened to be in the midst of one of these plots, aware of what was happening. When you could see one such discrepancy, you looked at the whole world differently. The layers of naivety and blissful ignorance were peeled away and the inner mechanisation of the world felt so much clearer. But fall too deep into either side, and you'd be trapped there. Only once you could walk on the thin border between the two would you be free and unclouded by any. At least that was how Rainer felt, and it was a motto he lived by.

"Now I gotta wait and watch for these freaks," Rainer muttered to himself, eyeing the two of them intermittently as he entered another cafe. The building had nice big clear windows, Rainer getting a seat nearby and laying in wait as he watched the two wolves and their soon to be victim. Or at least, soon to be if Rainer did nothing about it.
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