“Hm, seems like the right place,” amber eyes scanned the rooftops of the city, as the gruff adventurer went on his way to his new job.

Doctor Mabuz' place was around here somewhere, he was offered a job to do something to a few people, nothing all that bad, he didn’t pay attention to the details, he kept his mind focused on the money. People get hurt all of the time, it wasn’t something unusual, so what if a bone or two was broken money was money.

He heard two people behind the glass pane door, it must have been his partner for this…. Debacle. “Ey doc, I’m ready to get to work.” he took off his over coat and folded it before tossing it on a nearby sofa.

Kenny saw the other male, he was short and seemed flustered about something. The raven haired young man sat on the Doc’s desk. . He didn’t have much of a relationship with the doctor, but he was comfortable enough inside the doctor’s office to let himself go. He waited for the mission to be explained, there was a brief introduction instead.

He nodded to the other, “Pleasure, I suppose we’ll be working together.” he waved to Aonaka, he didn’t understand the young man’s embarrassment, was Kenny ugly or something? He thought he was fairly handsome considering his size. He wasn’t an oaf, but he had a decent build.

“Yep, my name is Omega, strange I know.” he chuckled in an attempt to break the tension that had built early on, “So will we be working on any women? I mean, I have no problem working on men for this magic thing, but ya know…”

Kenny listened to the plan and looked at the two, “We’re testing magic?”

“We probably should try them on whoever seems healthy around here.” he admitted, while it would have been fun to trick a few young ladies out of their spaces and into theirs, it’d be terrible to hex them and send them on their ways. No, they had to do this unbiasedly, and on subjects that the doc would probably like. So strapping young men like his new associate, the raven hair stepped outside behind his cohort, a bat flapping from the shadows and onto Aonaka before changing course to Kenny, Omega didn’t flinch, he offered the small mammal a smile and rubbed the top of his head with a gentle finger.

“Interesting companion choice, very cute,” he gave the duo a compliment, his eyes looking up at the quickly darkening sky, it seemed rain was on the way, but it shouldn’t interfere with their work too much.

Omega licked his lips and looked over the immediate area, a target soon came into sight, a bald gentleman, he couldn’t have been taller than six feet, his body type thick and burly, his bald head shining in the depleting sunlight. His attire put Kenny in mind of a biker, a leather vest over a white t-shirt, faded torn pants and red boots, an interesting sight, “He’s alone.” Kenny pointed out the gentlemen, sitting on a curb alone, toothpick in between his teeth as a satisfied smile had contorted his features.

Kenny watched his partner do the first of the hexes, he crossed his arms and waited for the effect to take place, Aonaka seemed uncomfortable with the proceedings, Kenny kept a stern gaze on the patient however. He didn’t look away, he didn’t return his cohorts stare he only look forward with a sort of bored gaze, he wasn’t bored, but he wanted to see more and soon his wish would be granted. The bald man withered and flailed about, sweat dripping everywhere as small drops dotted the concrete floor.  


As Aonaka drew back, Omega flipped open his note book and wrote the effects. There was no time to be squeamish when there was a job to do.

After taking a few more notes he approached the screaming simpleton, staring into his eyes, there was nothing but pain as he howled on, Kenny knelt over their victim and delivered a swift jab into his temple to keep him quiet. It was the least he could do, at least when he wakes up he won’t remember the pain… Probably.

He would soon follow Aonaka, “Are you alright?” he asked as the two walked on. Instead of waiting for an answer he pointed out a second victim, this person seemed perfect as they stood alone in the back of a nearby alley way. This man was suit clad, red stains on his shirt and was portly in proportion, he looked at the apper, and attempted to follow the instructions, “Stimuli.” he spoke lowly, the focus seemed to work,when the victim fell on his knees showing similar effects to the last, he scratched his cheeks hastily blood dripping down his fingers as he tore away the skin, it seemed his skin was on fire, as he cried out into the dark alley. Kenny crossed his arms once again and decided he had enough.

“Make sure to keep notes. Hey, If I can knock this one out next mission you dress like a chick.” he scurried into the alley instead of waiting for an answer. He didn’t speak he didn’t give him the pleasure of seeing him, he raised one knee and drew it down before hitting the howling suit in the face. Kenny slid across the ground and posed flexing his arms, “You get that Aon?” he smiled, proud of his work . “I took a few more notes, seems like itching is pretty common.” he looked down at the now unconscious pulp.

He stroke his chin while waiting for his pal, he sort of made an ass of himself just now. He did kinda hit the two guys to shut them up, but the last was just to be flashy and who would want to see aka in a dress? He’d make a nice girl, maybe, it was a weird bet but it was for a good cause! Seeing a stranger dress like a chick was always worth it. Yeah, some heels and junk. Kenny stood up and dusted the dirt from his pants, blood stained his left knee, as well as his brown form fitting shirt.

He laughed at his acquaintance's reaction,he must have liked the gun show Kenny put on display, “Ya know if you’re tempted you can always touch them.” he hopped after Aonaka. What a day, and then they only had one more! Luckily he didn’t have to knock this one out, instead he walked with a limp instead, nothing note worthy. “I already walk with a limp, I don’t think we need to note that… ZING”


Were his arms that big? Aonaka was nervous, or scared, or he thought Omega was going to put him on the end of one of those blows, that was strange, they were friends now, they beat up two people together, they had no choice but to be best friends. “Hm? Eh,” was his only response, “I mean you would look nice as a woman soooo.” he shrugged, “But hey, are you in a guild?” he tilted his head, if the answer was yes perhaps he could join it so he could see his good friend regularly.