Yugo made his way over the nearby rooftop of a building. He was making his way softly and practiced toward the manufactory facility that made the chemicals he was going to be stealing. The client had provided him with a nice sleek black stealth suit to borrow for the mission. It had somehow fit his huge frame, so Yugo assumed it magically enhanced in some way. He made his way to the wire connecting the two buildings and begun to swing his way over. It was a telegram wire so the electricity was very little. It tingled but beyond that it didnt hurt as Yugo made his way to the other building. 


The building itself was empty except for the three usual guards. The client had done a good level of research for the place, and had provided yugo with a map of the area. He got to the entrance point, a skylight, and he looked at the map one more time before destroying it by eating it. He twisted off the basic lock on the hatch and opened it slowly as he looked inside to make sure he could get in. He made his way inside, dropping and quietly as he could.


He made his way through the upper most layer and eventually made it to the stair case. He was half way down when the security guard came up toward him. They paused and as the man tried to scream yugo rushed him and crushed his head between his heads. He dropped the body roughly and sighed. That was close. He could deal with 3 guards but he wouldn't be able to handle the rune knights. He dragged the body away and tried to hide it before he continued on with the mission. 


He snuck his way through taking the specific labeled bottles he was told to get. He slide them into the magic pouch that was part of the suit he was given, that way he wouldn't have to risk carry it with him. It would be safetly stored in the suit. The demi-human continued down and to the second floor. He managed to skirt the guard and keep him from seeing him. He grabbed the last of the ingredients and made his way back up and toward his escape route.


He climbed back up out of the skylight and he sighed as he pulled his mask off. He breathed in the cold wintery air and relaxed his body. The demi-human made his way to the edge and crossed the telegraph wite once more. He would turn in the ingredients and make his way to the hotel where he was staying. The young yugo was exhausted by the time he got to bed. Sneaking was not his style and he had spent the entire quest as tensed as a spring loaded trap. 


He would finally drift asleep dreaming of a peaceful bath, and a nice meal. Despite the money he had earned he couldnt spend any of it, it all belonged to the Blackwoods until he was paid back in full. 

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