05-24-2018, 01:50 PM
The kid slipped alongside, a grin licking his lips for the corpse at their feet. Ryker was less enamored by the execution, finding the violence distasteful, albeit necessary. So the kid derived some sick pleasure from the slaughter. That some sociopathic streak bled through the kid was surprising, a surprise that Ryker found rather irritating. He liked to think of himself as an excellent judge of character: and he misjudged this boy. Perhaps there was potential behind the apparently useless meatsuit street-thug. Ryker had few men of muscle at his call beyond himself. Maybe Yun knew who he was.
Meanwhile, the Japanese needed addressed. They were regrouping but understandably shaken. "Come with me,"
he led them to safety, but not before passing a curious glance at Yun herself. She was another successful point of contact out of the night. Even leaving the street in a river of blood, she covered for them. A fascinating woman. His own smile leered for a brief, flickering moment, before it was gone completely.
Meanwhile, the Japanese needed addressed. They were regrouping but understandably shaken. "Come with me,"
he led them to safety, but not before passing a curious glance at Yun herself. She was another successful point of contact out of the night. Even leaving the street in a river of blood, she covered for them. A fascinating woman. His own smile leered for a brief, flickering moment, before it was gone completely.