Erebus had spent two nights out of last week doing this same old job, he was very aware little effect of his killing on the rats would stoop their reproductive rate. At most all he could do was clear the warehouse out, for the workers and for more building to continue. However, the second they started leaking back around the area then here he'd be to take care of the job yet again.
Today it would be noticeably more difficult according to his paper, as the document mysteriously read "S-rank," as opposed to the "A-rank," that Erebus had received twice before. What's more, a famous person was going to be partaking with him this time.
Konstantin Sokolov, Erebus knew the name, half of the country had heard of his feats, but that didn't erase the thought of him just being a man to Erebus. What man, feared other men? Not a Rogue, and certainly not this one. Rather, Erebus was excited to meet a celebrity, he wondered what kind of person his partner would be... Perhaps he's a cheery guy, or maybe he wasn't, irregardless they were about to pick off some rats.
Erebus stood there at the site waiting for his quest-mate, clad in a dark cloak with a dagger hidden under his sleeve. Patient and collected, at the devices of his usual spirit. He pondered a great deal of things on his mind until Kon arrived.
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