The boy's eyes blinked, scanning the streets of Oak. The once nice town was beginning to grow old on him, but maybe that's because he'd been here over a month and the ark hadn't moved. Or maybe it's because he was slowly becoming a true name amongst the guild-members.

Either or, being the new guy was in the past, he'd been here for quite some time now and was actually scheduled to meet a recruit. He'd been peeped that she was... a little too good natured.

However, the male gave no care for any of that. So long as she did what she was told. Gripping in his palm was a paper with magical source coding on it. Hexes. Dr. Mabuz had him to work again, what was this? The fourth or fifth quest for that bastard? He sure was a needy motherfucker. Erebus sighed out loud, and stretched his arms. He then awaited his new partner.

The parchment had two hexes written across it's surface,  the words imbued with the hex was plainly written, and when spoken out loud it would allow the reader of the hex to envision whatever they were thinking. After it was to be cast, the word would erase itself away.

This only needed to be done twice. Then they could go home...

"Hmph."

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Erebus moved a hand to her lips, pressing his fingers against them before she could finish her name. He appeared very lax about it, and his finger slid down quite slowly, dragging her bottom lip with it. Then he stared at her for a second.

"That isn't your name anymore. In this guild your real identity never leaves your head."

The man pressed her aside and began walking. The girl was attractive but he was on the job, it wasn't the time to be swooning innocent females. In fact, it was right around the time they should be getting to work.

"My alias is Strategist, you can refer to me as that."

The man handed her a page. On it was the hex and the tasks for her to go about. It was 'Stimuli,' basically... It carried the same powers as marijuana or other bodily sensitive drugs. What Stephans wanted with it puzzled Erebus, perhaps Mabuz was a rapist or something? Honestly it could mean anything.

The two walked for awhile, scouting the citizens. Doing that kind of thing, you know how it can be-- it was like picking out a turkey. Erebus personally read people's characters to figure out who he'd strike down. But he wondered how Celeste ws coming to her choice.

"You're up first, pick anytime you feel comfortable. Dr. Stephans is a nut, but he was strict on deadline so we have to be done by tonight."

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Erebus wasn't positive what her game was, but he complied, stating with a hand gesture that he'd be there soon. it was like a wave, but moreso like a push for her to go. Meanwhile, back to his antics he picked out a woman in her late teens, and sweet talked her into following him. His story? Lost business man, 'course the earrings might've be a tip in the wrong direction Though he assumed it would still confuse her enough to come along.

When the man arrived in behind the maiden he was surprised to see she'd already gotten to violent work. Sighing, he lit a cigarette. "W-what's going on? What is this?!"

The onyx-haired male simply exhaled a wave of pluming smoke. Refusing her the oppurtunity tio plead. His foot traveled up from the ground, reared towards the center of her being, into her midsection. The attack was meant to snatch air and strength away, thus leaving her on her back-- powerless. Forcing her to the ground, skirt up, head down. Terror and embarrassment flustering in around her. The girl simply did not realize...

Never talk to strangers.

While reaching into his coat pocket, the girl crawled away from both the blue-haired adventurer, and the lying conman who was her first instructor. The man-tied up surely shared her sympathy. The hex that Erebus would be using was called Decripfy, and it would make her legs unable to function. If successful that is.

"You're lucky we aren't alone or I'd take advantage of this babe."

He smirked as she cried and got up to run. "Decripify!" The dark mage resounded, and the girl went face first into the concrete. Bloodying her face and the dirty street. She was full of shock-- as she stood up her whole body shook, one leg half functioning yet she ran off, begging for her life to the imaginary Gods she held dear. It became evident that this hex did not work, obviously. Sadly, she'd still be losing those legs anyways. Something within Erebus just clicked and before he realized it; he was moving in on her. Like an animal, without mercy. He jabbed his shortsword through both her legs, at the calves. Then The Strategist followed up by making a ripping motion to the sides.  From inside her skin the cords were tearing the muscles, nerves, and veins all in half. The girl screamed out loud. Ensuring the pain was there and hat she couldn't handle the sting...

No one would be able to held her now, she would either bleed to death... or she'd never walk again. The GH member turned to his new partner and waved with a grimace, tossing the cig from his lips now that he'd finished it. "Whoops, got ahead of myself. I forgot you were to go first. Anyways, get to it."

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Erebus stayed quiet as she did her dirty work. He didn't clean up and left his target there. If she spoke of them, made keenly to mention the name Strategist. Only so that his own infamy could trail off into the sunset.

Erebus went to collect their reward from Dr. Mabuz. He'd get Celeste her money when she felt more confident. Day one, day done.

Topic End.

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