Junon City - Desolate Nightclub

[Mitsu Mazono]

"...I can't believe this place is..."

Junon. The city that never slept and the second largest sector city next to Midgar and the Golden Saucer. Once the temporary headquarters of the powerful Shin-ra Electric Power Company was now nothing more than a busy city during the reconstruction stage. It had been almost 11 years since the nightclub had been a resting place for Turks, SOLDIER and members of the company after hours. It was here that a lone figure stood, his white long-coat and fedora obscuring most of his features from passerby's. Now a normal bar, the former nightclub "Heaven's Fire" was nothing more than a shell of its former self, the neighborhood having fallen into disarray.  It was a sad state of affairs.

Sighing and placing on his trademark smile, the mysterious figure stepped into the bar and took a look around. The interior was less than adequate with the lighting. Pool Tables and make-shift booths scattered haplessly around the club, it was enough to make a former resident cry. Still, he was happy to be here and after a long time traveling the young, auburn haired youth sat his lithe frame upon a stool at the bar. His eyes coming to rest on no one familiar, the bartender himself a new individual, not the buxom beauty that used to own the place.  Nothing was the same and that was probably for the best. 

One of Interpol's most wanted criminals sat here and ordered an entire bottle of top shelf bourbon. He acted as if nothing was wrong as he reached his gloved hand across to open the bottle and start guzzling down the contents before ordering another bottle, dropping cash on the counter as if it was nothing. A violin case at his side, the young man just seemed to be a wander trying to remove the bad memories of the past from his mind. That couldn't be further from the truth as he steeled himself for the task of breaking into former Shin-Ra Tower and retrieving files from the S.I.A. Computers on himself and the others whom he now called "Family". Vertex, an organization known globally as a collection of Interpol criminals was a taboo subject for most areas, yet here...in this bar...none of that seemed to matter.

[Estrella Divina]

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The next stop...Junon. A black Limo pulled up to what was deemed a normal bar by the locals. Apparently, it was once a night club. The bar itself was named "Heaven's Fire" which was the first clue it wasn't a place for proper ladies. It didn't seem like one of the top end bars that the woman in the limo was used too anymore. Taking a glance at the bar, she huffed at its appearance. She often wondered why some of these missions she put herself in, for the Limitless Organization, took place in shabby places. Though she grew up in low end places such as the one she saw in front of her, she had put those memories behind her. She was now rich and spoiled.

"Are you sure this is the right place driver?" She asked as if the driver had made some kind of mistake. Unfortunately, after reading the files, she knew the driver had the correct address.

"Yes Ms. Divina. This is where you have to meet that new weapon's specialist. Do you want me to contact Seifer for backup?" He reached for his phone as if to indicate he would do it with no problem. However, seeing the serious expression upon his boss' face, he released the phone. He knew better than to upset the Boss' wife. If he lost this job, he probably wouldn't find another.

"No, I don't need back up. This mission is easy enough besides he is probably busy. I'll just go in and talk." When she mentioned just talking, the driver appeared to laugh at the comment. She was known for being rowdy and often getting into fights. Of course, the fights were usually not her fault. After giving the driver proper instructions, she walked out of the limo and stood in front of the bar.

"I hate these damn bars. There are always scumbags in here. If any of them as much as stare at me funny, I'll break their jaw." She mumbled to herself while her eyes observed the outside. This mission would probably be dangerous so she placed her trademark long bow around her shoulder. Then, after taking a deep breath to relieve the anger she had for the state of the bar, she walked inside. There the self proclaimed Queen was.

Once she was inside, she strutted confidently towards a bar stool where she plopped herself onto. Her hand lightly tapped the counter table to get the bartender to attend to her. She fully expected to get the best of service because of who she was.

[Mitsu Mazono]

It was his third bottle of top shelf bourbon when the sound of the door opening caught the man in whites attention. Most of the inhabitants took a moment to look at the door, a few moved away and further in as if the new arrival had them concerned. Mitsu was not one of those individuals who cared. Not even regarding the new patron at first, the auburn haired youth continued to sit in his own reverie of days long since past. One of the top ten most wanted individuals on the planet didn't wish to bring attention to himself, and yet...it was ironic how even wearing what he did how few people even regarded or gave him attention.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

Impatient sounds crafted by an impetuous child. Irritation caused his right eye to twitch for a moment but still nothing. Though he didn't look it, a trained eye was able to see through reflections of bottles and other things, as well as reading the atmosphere of those that had already been within the bar showed a fear or caution to this new patron...interesting. As the last drop of brown liquid passed through his lips and down his throat, the man in white did something that would catch the bartenders attention before the woman. He flashed cash.

"Another bottle sir.."

The bartender, though cautious, ignored his other patron whom only persisted with the tapping as he went to take care of the highest paying customer in the building thus far. He excused himself with proper civility and explained that he'd only be a moment longer and yet...striking his trademark smile, one that had caused many to fear his face, Mitsu expressed outwardly his annoyance with a kind tone.

"He'll get to you when he's done with me lady, please stop tapping. I am trying to reminisce here. Kay thanks."

His tone never shifted into hostile or annoyed, a kind overture was all that exuded from this strange man's vocals. He never even once regarded the woman in any semblance of care. To him, she was not even worth his time let alone attention, she had to be just another ruffian whom had gained power since the fall of Shin-Ra, and even if she wasn't he didn't care. Not many individuals in this universe caused the man in white to flinch let alone release any outward emotion of irritant whatsoever.

[Estrella Divina]

Tapping, tapping, tapping, and there seemed to be no service. She sat there with an expression of annoyance because of the slow bartender. She wasn't accustomed to waiting especially since she had become spoiled with everything. Those, in the bar, seemed to have an idea who she worked for. When she walked into the bar, several people looked over at her with fear or intimidation. She was used to those looks by now, and she enjoyed they very much. They should be fearful of her.

All of the people in the bar were scared of her except for one man. As she waited for her drink, she caught sight of a man taking out money for the bartender. The bartender excused himself to tend to the man before her.

{How dare him...} She thought to herself when the bartender did not tend to her first. Since she was a high profiled individual, she always thought of herself as better than those around her. Basically, she had always thought this way due to the fact most humans were pathetic. The fact that the bartender had not gone over to her first set her off. This caused her blood to boil with superiority. What made the situation worse was when the man who dared order before her commanded that she stop tapping.

[Who does this guy think he is?] Being the type of person to not be quiet about the treatment, she slammed her hand onto the table. It caused some nearby people to jump from the intensity. Some of the drinks spilled onto the bar table. Whoever this guy was, needed to recognize that he was below her in the pecking order.

"How dare you serve this white dressed before me. You better get your ass over here right now and get me a drink or I'll make sure you lose your job freak." Her threat was serious. Her lime green eyes glared at the two because she meant business. They were not about to get away with treating her unfairly. After threatening the bartender, her attention focused on the man dressed in white.


"As for you, I think it would be smart for you to stay out of my way. You don't know who you are messing with. Got it?" Her feminine voice hissed viciously at the end. While she talked, she clenched her fist to accentuate the irritation in her voice. She wanted the smart mouth man to understand that he had no right to ask anything of her.

[Mitsu Mazono]

As the woman's palms slapped hard against the polished marble of the bar top, the man in white opened his left eye enough to show her the serpent like gaze of his one pupil. brown orbs stared back at her as the bartender, frightened by her outburst and her history jumped and shattered the bottle of expensive liquid all over the ground. Other patrons seemed to shrink into the confines within the rear of the old club. The bartender began to apologize to the woman and stumble along the way to try and placate her.

Clearing his throat and sighing, he placed his money on the counter and reached down to grasp hold of his violin case. The woman hissed at him threats and warnings, neither of which he paid any mind to. Honestly he didn't care who she was as he already had the type pegged from this little outburst. Entitled brat used to getting her way without the possibility of being told no. It was sad that he might scare off his mark with this woman being here, but so be it. No one walked into his 'home' and told him what to do. Reaching over the bar, he placed the valuable instrument behind the safety of the marble bartop.

"A dog that barks loudest usually has minimal bite, I'll take my chances sweetheart. Now if you'll please finish up your temper tantrum I'd like you to please pay for that bottle you just caused damage to so I may enjoy another. Afterall, you don't see any other civilized person in this bar acting like a child who just was told no. Now Wait your turn..."

Turning to face her full on, his wide eerie smile seeming less than friendly and more a threat than anything else, Mazono continued. His left hand hidden behind the confines of his long coats flaps extending from the rear. The civilized nature in which he spoke as only slightly tinged with a hostility that was almost non apparent. Yet he met her gaze with no flinch.

"Like a good little girl."

[Estrella Divina]

Her mouth gaped open momentarily at the response she received after she had warned the white dressed man what awaited for him if he pushed her buttons. She had lost track of what the bartender was doing. Therefore, she had not noticed him break the bottle from the sheer fight of knowing who she was. Most individuals were scared of her as they rightfully had to be. It had been a long time since she was told no especially from a complete stranger. Having earned her place in the pecking order, she took this denial disrespectful. No one told her no unless they were looking for trouble. Not to mention, she only sought after proper service as any customer would. She had that right to get a drink when she asked for one.

After the shocking response from the man, she closed her mouth and kept her glare fixed on him.

"Oh trust me. This little girl can pack quite a punch. I'd be careful if I were you because my bark is as vicious as my bite." She turned away from the man and placed her forearms back onto the table top. Despite the urge she had of popping the man across the jaw for his disrespectful behavior, she kept her sight on the mission she had to get finished. Her finger tucked some of her long locks behind her ear.

"The only reason I haven't hurt you yet is because I am here on some business. I don't have time to deal with a bum like yourself." She glared over at the bartender who had rushed to get her a drink. When he returned, she lightly grasped the bottle of water from his hand. He must have figured she wasn't much of a drinker by how she acted. In the past, she may have taken a shot or two, but those days were far behind her. She was never one to hold her liquor very well. It was for the best.

She ignored the stranger for the time being as if whatever she said was golden. As if not faulting the bartender, she politely replied to him. Her change of her tone was the difference between day and night. Her voice spoke softly to relax the situation. She got what she wanted from the bartender.

"Thank you." She replied politely. Then she placed a sum of money onto the table that covered her drink, but not the man's. Opening the bottle of water, she sipped it and waited calmly for her mission to walk in.

[Mitsu Mazono]

Eyes closing once more into that classic gaze of his, Mitsu calmly stood up and adjusted his tie. The fact that she was disrespectful wasn't enough to perturb him, in fact her little chest pumping session did nothing more than prove his point about a dog barking loudest with no bite. It was the fact that she wouldn't even replace his drink that she was the cause of being dropped that made him quite irate. The lack of respect, in a place he used to frequent...that was over the line.

Then she spoke...

"The only reason I haven't hurt you yet is because I am here on some business. I don't have time to deal with a bum like yourself."

Business? What business could possibly of brought such a wretch such as her to this out of the way location in the now desolate entertainment district of Junon. Then it hit him like a train and his eerie smile grew ever wider. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he generally spoke to her as if speaking to an infant. The tone of his voice spoke of a confidence that she could do nothing about, and his general stance and manner itself showed of someone who had lived a life of privilege in this cities past.

"Business you say? You're not talking about Shiro Takohata the Weapons R&D Developer of the Takohata Corporation do you? Subsidiary of Shin-Ra Electric Power Co. Age 43, brown hair blue eyes? Walks with a limp...now dead in the alleyways five blocks from here?"

His grin grew wider, wider than his face seemed to be able to contain as his closed eyes opened a slit to reveal a now glowing gold iris. The smell of ozone began to burn as undulation rose of his body. It seemed he was fortuitous indeed! Not only was this child here causing him trouble in a time of relaxation, she was the contact that Mr. Takohata was going to meet...the reason he was able to get the jump on such a jittery man. He bowed low to the woman as he continued.

"My deepest apologies sweet child, but I'm afraid your business here has concluded before it could begin. You must be..." His head rose for a moment to look upon her with the serpent like eyes contained beneath his eyelids. Metabolic flow increased by adding electrical impulse to the central nervous system when combined with neural electrical impulses to enhance reaction giving off the glowing gold appearance before her, his wicked tone still laced with kindness yet a venom that was now surely there.

"from that new company that's causing all sorts of ruckus in my fair city. Well then...allow me to introduce myself."

Standing up tall the young man adjusted his fedora down over his eyes, smile still present.

"Mitsu Mazono, at your service."

[Estrella Divina]

Waiting and thinking to herself, she paid little attention to the man dressed in white as he started off on his rambling. She pressed the opened, bottle of water against her lips. Slowly, she began to drink the refreshing contents inside. As she quenched her thirst, she managed to overhear what the babbling bum spoke about. He went as far as to pick at her business by stating that he had killed a man. While she had never met the man in person, she had read files on him and was well informed on what her mission was about. His knowledge of her business was completely out of the blue. From the shock, she spat out some water.

The people inside the bar turned to her again because of the unorthodox display of bewilderment that she now wore on her face. Her widened lime-green eyes narrowed at the man who now had the nerve to introduce himself after he had basically destroyed her mission. His name was Mitsu, but that was not important to her at the moment. What was in fact important was that her mission was dead. This meant that she had wasted her time in a low down bar for nothing.

"You son of a..." She wanted to slap the teeth out of his mouth until she caught sight of a strange, yellow glow coming from his eyes. Was he like Arcadia? Did they do some kind of testing on him? He was probably enhanced in some way. Seeing that he was weird in every sense and the fact that she was far from home, she rose from the stool. She didn't like the way he smiled either. It was these regions Seifer always told her to stay away from and now she knew why.

"Well since I don't have anything to do here, I guess I should just leave. I hated this piece of shit bar anyway." She was not about to waste anymore time sitting at a low end bar. After she commented, she walked passed the individual and headed towards the door. Apparently, the limo driver had listened to the entire conversation as it was his secret duty to watch over her. She had been wired without knowing it. Before she exited the bar, four men in black tuxedos brushed passed her without saying a word.

She had not bothered to ask because to her they looked just like normal, working men that had walked into enjoy a drink. However, they were highly trained, secretive body guards that were sworn to watch over her from a certain individual. Once she was out of the bar, she searched for the limo driver that was usually nearby. In this instance, he was no where to be found.

"Where is that stupid limo driver..ugh..." Her frustration stemmed from the Mitsu individual who dared cross her. Despite his filthy attitude, she had not ordered anyone to go after him. She always handled her business alone. Unfortunately, she had no idea what was about to go on inside the bar she just left.

The four men in tuxedos wasted no time in introducing themselves. They were similar to dirty cops except they were a lot more vicious and skilled in what they were doing.

"You're under arrest asshole. Boss' orders." One of the men in the background chuckled at remark. He couldn't remember how many times he had to knock some sense into the dumb asses who messed with Limitless business.

[Mitsu Mazono]

Mitsu watched with a sort of satisfaction as the look of reserved nobility drained from the wench' face as he pretty much ruined her whole night. He made no motion to follow or even engage her as she left, he remained in his bowing pose until she passed him. His left hand still behind his back as he stood up. His right hip was positioned towards the door as he stood at the bar now. Sadly, he'd never get that drink. Paying his tab he noticed movement from the door as four well dressed men entered.

It was by the body language of the bartender, that look of please don't break my bar, that alerted the man in white to what was to occur. Tough guys, of course there were. Sighing he turned to leave hearing the words one of the men spoke, yet he ignored how he was "under arrest". This was Junon for christ sakes, he was a savior of the city on more than one occasion, it was inconceivable to believe that such actions were to occur in HIS City. Ignoring him, Mazono thanked the bartender and commented how he wished it had been the same as the old days and wished the tender good luck in his business.

Moving to make his way past the men in black, they stood in his way and one of them reached out to grab hold of him. A large error on his part as when the man's appendage grasped hold of his shoulder he was met with the deliverance of a powerful electrical shock that caused a large amount of volts and amps to enter his body. Within a moment the man was on the ground, having flown backwards and hit the wall near the door, smoke rising from his body. The men in tuxedo's looked surprised and one even balled his fist to throw a punch at him. Mitsu grinned as the fist impacted hard against his cheek...and yet another one was thrown back by a discharge of electrical energy, his heart also having stopped upon touching him.

The other two were more cautious, they pulled out their firearms and opened fire. Grinning Mitsu's electrical field widened and shifted to magnetic causing the bullets to impact on the field of energy and curve around him slamming into the ground itself without causing damage. Shaking his head he continued to walk forward before a twin arc of electricity exploded from his chest and slammed into the chest of the two gentleman that were left. They were unfortunate and sent soaring through the wall and door coming to stop outside on the street. Wincing, Mitsu removed more money from his wallet for the damages and paid the bartender to watch his violin for him.

Turning to the now gaping hole in the wall, he once more saw the woman that had caused him enough trouble for one night. Assuming she had something to do with it judging from her superior personality, he exited the place through the wall and stood infront of her. His creepy smile and closed eyes still upon her as if she hadn't even left. Leaning in close, but not into her face or personal bubble he chuckled in her face before speaking.

"Big bad men didn't do the trick kiddo, and what happened to your bite? As I thought, your bark is nothing more than bark. Sorry if I ruined your night but you still owe me money for that last bottle you broke. Another time then..."

He turned his back on her as if she was as important as the bugs that he'd left dead in the street. As he was walking away he rose his left hand to wave, releasing his gun as he spoke down to her some more.

"Oh, please be a doll? Use your connections to clean up this mess would you? I do so love the maidwork your company does! Thanks kiddo, your the best! Kaythanksbye!"

He continued to mock her as he headed towards Shin-ra tower, Unaware if anything had changed there but he needed a safehouse and they had his key.

[Estrella Divina]

She tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for the limo driver to come pick her up. Unfortunately, he was not was not as punctual as usual. She'd have to make sure to get him fired for his lateness. While she waited, she thought back on what occurred in the bar. Normally, she was not afraid of anyone, but in this case, the man inside the bar had given her the creeps. Getting angry at the thought, she puffed her cheeks to relieve some of the hot air she had in her lungs. Her arms folded across her chest like a frustrated child that had nothing going her way. The night could not get any worse or so she thought.

Just as she was about to take out her cell phone, two men flew through the wall behind her. She stepped to the side to avoid being in the way of their beat down. The both of them landed in the middle of the street. She didn't flinch or care for their well being. She had seen too many bar fights in her lifetime to be taken back by the turn of events. Shrugging to herself, she reached to take out her cell phone until she caught sight of the creep. Soon after they had landed in the streets, the Mitsu character walked through the hole in the wall to greet her again. It was obvious that he had something to do with the two men being launched, yet at the same time, she seemed to be unimpressed.

Her lack of respect for the man was seen as she rolled her eyes when he approached her again. Did he ever quit? She was about to say something when she was interrupted by his rudeness again. Her head tilted at his assumption that she had something to do with the men that were tossed out of the bar.

{Big Bad Men? What the hell is he talking about?} She thought to herself. The men who lay in the street unconscious were nobody she recognized. Most of the time she went on missions alone. His assumptions weren't done yet. As she was forced to listen to his ridiculous statements that downgraded her abilities, he went as far as to turn his back to her before she could get another word in. This was the last straw. The conversation and the drama between the both of them were not finished. It was finished when she said it was done. Grabbing some finger less, leather gloves from her pockets, she put them on.

"I don't need body guards. You don't know who the hell you are messing with." She had enough of the man's insults, and her bad mood had not helped either. A bunch of light, bluish sparks crackled from her hands that revealed that she had lost her patience. Placing her hand next to her hip, she formed an electrical ball the size of a baseball. Then, like a pitcher, she tossed it right at the man. She had no idea if it would hit or not, but it was a sure sign that she was not someone to be taken lightly.

[Mitsu Mazono]

Like a child throwing a tantrum, she once more held the air of someone who felt superior to those around her. Having an affinity in the way of electrical discharge, and his own abilities as well, he felt the gathering of ionic and photonic particles into solid shape. Turning around, his smile still evident, he was able to see the woman was angry by the orb in her hand. Judging from it's sparking release, it was an orb of electrical discharge. Curious. He figured he had some time to put the girl in her place, after all, that was the job of a Senior Shin-ra agent.

"I don't need body guards. You don't know who the hell you are messing with."

With that the woman had released her ball like that of a sports ball, amateur. True masters of electricity didn't waste time forming such paltry generic constructs. Knee's bending, the sound of leather twisting being heard near him, Mazono exploded with unbelievable speed towards her. His tension coil ability, an aftereffect of his experimentation, caused his tendons and muscles to coil inward like that of a spring and as such the high tensile strength forced him into an air-dash of amazing magnitude. Right hand in his dress-pant pocket the wanted man reached up during his speed and caught the orb of electrical energy without so much of a flinch. His body absorbed the discharge into itself causing it to appear as if he made the ball short circut.

"You have that wrong sweetheart...it's YOU who don't know whom you are messing with! HAHAHA!"

The disgustingly creepy smile of his widened as his eyelids opened to reveal pure gold iris with slits in the pupils, like that of a snake. His speed, his reactions, they were inhuman. As he was inches from her Mazono stopped and leaned into her face to smile wide. Never laying a hand on her although he could have. He just kept smiling while gazing 'down' at her. He seemed mocking in his very stance as he chuckled inward to himself. Brown hair still held calmly beneath the white fedora upon his head.

"Now I do hope that's not your best...because I promise if it was? You're going to be in for some trouble. Hmm? What's wrong? Do I bother you hunny?"

[Estrella Divina]

The electrical ball was on its way of reaching the target until he had done something so quickly she barely had time to see it. Her electrical sphere was absorbed somehow which was then followed by a taunt that stung at her prideful insides. At first, she appeared stunned by how he was able to short circuit an attack that most opponents in her lifetime were usually down for the count for. While it was not powerful enough to kill because she willed it that way, most were out cold for days if they were hit. For some reason, this man had not been. It was made clear to her that he had electrical powers that were super human. He almost reminded her of Arcadia and Seifer. They were super human much like her, but more advanced in their abilities. She was still very much a kid when it had come to enhancing her abilities unlike Seifer and Arcadia who were masters of their craft.

{Who is this freak? What a night. I freaking hate these low-end bars. First, I met with a juggernaut and now I'm dealing with a creep.} She thought to herself.

When he first reached her, it seemed as if she were going to be kept quiet especially after his display of superiority when it had come to honing electrical abilities. The creepy smile that followed would have sent chills down anyone's spine. However, being the strong-willed individual that she was, she shook the shaken expression. She glared in return and a mirroring smirk spread across her lips. While he had bested her in that motion, he was not about to get the best of her with words. He attempted to tower over her, but he was merely two inches taller than her. She kept her glare right on him as if to show him she was not the bit least intimidated although there was some tension in her muscles that indicated she was a bit disturbed by what she had seen.

"Actually, you do bother me. Your cheap suit for one...and your creepy face secondly. How about you take a couple of steps back and admire my beauty from afar like most do. I'm way out of your league just remember that." After she commented, she took a couple of steps back. Then, as if by a miracle, her cell phone rang.

"Excuse me." Putting her finger up to the man to silence him, she started talking on the phone. A low voice could be heard from the other end, but what the person said from the other line could not be made ou.

"Hello. It's good to hear from you too."

"I just finished talking to Rufus. I know you told me not to come to this sector, but it was so close to sector 8 I just had to come. You know I like taking these missions. I'd be bored if I was at home all the time." Her voice softened.

"Everything is fine I promise. Rufus was polite and he accepted the deal quickly. I just passed by Junon....I know it's a low end area you don't have to remind me. The stupid limo driver hasn't picked me up yet or else I would have been home already." She spoke loud enough so that the conversation could be overheard. She had no idea what connections the individual next to her may have had with Shinra, but she was not the type to be quiet about things of that nature.

While she was about to promise again that she was okay to the man on the other line, a shot was fired from across the street that splattered her phone into a million pieces. A gasp followed the shattering of her cell phone. She fell over onto her side from the sudden gun shot as it was directed at her head, but had missed terribly. The fall momentarily stunned her, therefore, she had lost track of the electrical nightmare next to her.

[Mitsu Mazono]

Her words, more barking from the weak, fell on deaf ears. He even ignored her as she tried once more to speak down t him. However, there was no mistaking her body language. The sweet supple frame was tense. All the more to smile at as she excused herself from him to answer her phone. Curious that she thought he'd allow her to do so after attacking him but he allowed it nonetheless.

He caught a few keywords in her conversation, though the more important one to him was 'Rufus'. Surely she couldn't of meant Rufus Shinra could she? I mean the thought that the old man was still alive, okay well he wasn't so old but still! He thought he'd heard rumors that after Wingates downfall, Rufus had been killed by insurgents out of Midgar. Still, he thought it interesting enough to ask...however.

A flash of light to his left, his peripheral vision caught site only due to his enhanced metabolic rate from the Neural Burst ability. His reaction was swift, right as she had fallen to the floor his right arm snapped up and his long coat waved behind him. As if all going in slow-mo. The long black barrel of his Railgun extended out and as his hand gripped tight to the handle, he pulled the trigger releasing the megajoule encrusted ferromagnetic round on its path to where the shot fired from.

The bullet passed through the building just under where it needed to but still the concussive shockwave that followed caused the buildings rooftop to crumble inward yet leave no more lasting damage on the building other than that. The shooter was most likely injured, pinned or killed. Either way, he didn't care. He just hated killers who didn't wish to get their own hands dirty.

Looking down at her, he grinned before holstering his weapon. "You Okay?"

[Estrella Divina]

"My phone!" She exclaimed. It was the first thing she concerned herself about because of the person who was left hanging on the other line for a response. The last thing she wanted was another hotel incident to occur. Though most would have been scared by the attack, she was enraged at the fact someone would attack her. Her lime green eyes scanned the area for the person who had done it. Just as she spotted the individual, the Mitsu character pulled out a odd looking type of gun and shot at the building. A loud, menacing yell had come from the area that Mitsu had shot towards.

"Huh?" She had no idea what he had just done or what exactly was going on. Appearing to have killed the man that was on top of the building, he then turned to her to ask her if she was okay. He holstered the weapon that was unique from anything she had seen. Despite his kind demeanor, she was in no mood to be kind back.

"Does it look like I'm okay?" She stood onto her feet without his aid. If he assumed she was mad before, he had no idea.

"First, I had to come to this shitty bar for nothing because my objective was killed. Then, I had to deal with your scrawny, white wearing suit, creepy smile face. I just got shot at. My phone is busted. I don't know where my ride is. What's worse is that..." Her voice fell to a whisper. She silenced herself because the last bit of information wasn't for him to know regardless. Her personal life was kept private for safety reasons and for reputation sake. Once she was done complaining, she inhaled and exhaled to relieve the stress in her body.

"Never mind... You didn't have to blast that guy into smithereens. I would have done it myself. I can take care of myself." With that said, she started to walk away from him. Her thoughts were on trying to find a taxi to take her out of the hell hole she was in. She desperately wanted to get home after the night she was already having, but it was not going to be easy especially since something bigger was going on that she had not known about.

[Mitsu Mazono]

Hmph.

The ungrateful wretch was still trying her best to maintain the composure and peacocking that she'd built towards him thus far. Yet he could see past her exterior to the shaken core within. Why did someone just try to assassinate her? Could she be really as important as she was acting? She had continued on with her speech and almost sounded like she would reveal something before once more clamming up and moving on. The girl stood herself up and began to walk away.

Curious, Mitsu just followed behind her a bit away, his smile remained plastered on his creepy face. White fedora low over the eyes, he kept his gaze to himself as he made his way through Junon. Reality behind what he was doing was contemplation. He was contemplating on many things, a few secret Shin-Ra escape routes, the reason an assassination attempt was placed on this girl. Another thought was on this group called "Limitless". He was curious if they were in anyway related to Loveless soldiers... Peculiar night this turned out to be, and it wasn't the worst part. Three times he'd tried to boom tube back to base but all transmissions were locked. He may be stuck here a bit.