This idea will NOT become an actual fic, I'm just more bored then you could possibly understand.
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A young man scrounged through the Shinjuku Ghetto, he was wearing a ratty gray cloak over himself, his hair was clumpy and brown, down to lower neck length, his eyes a greenish gray.
He mumbled to himself, "So this is where she ended up... Weird she'd come to this place... Does she want something from me? I'm still trying to find that idiot..."
He seemed to twitch for a second, as if hearing something.
He continued, to no one, "No, I'm not gonna ask her what she's doing here, it's none of my business- I'm serious, what she does with her life is her own concern."
He seemed to pause for a few seconds, before rambling on.
"I checked Shibuya a few days ago, that addict wasn't there, hopefully I'll have better luck here in Shinju-" He was interrupted by the booming sound of gunfire.
He was running before he even knew what he was doing, sarcastically muttering, "That better not be her."
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The scene looked like something out of a propaganda movie.
Brittannian soldiers surrounding a bunch of 'Elevens' who were dressed like guerrilla's, they even had the matching headbands.
The Officer, whose face was obscured by that ridiculous hat, had a handgun pointed the head of a straight haired Asian man with a bright red headband.
"Where is the container your group stole!?" The man barked in a voice that seemed to have been trained to be as no nonsense as possible.
Almost immediately, the man turned his gun down the street, towards the cloaked man.
The cloaked man seemed surprised for a second, "Wait, when you say container..." He trailed off, looking at the gun pointed at his face.
The Officer's eye's widened, before signally the men next to him to aim at the cloaked man, "It's a large bulbous container filled with poison gas, these Terrorist's stole it from a government facility with plans to use it in a terrorist attack."
The Japanese man who'd had a gun pointed to his head was about to shout at the Officer before the Cloaked man interrupted him.
The Cloaked man had put his hands up, waving them in front of him in a defensive manner, "WAIT! Wait, wait, wait...", He seemed to lean back and look down the street he just came from for a moment-
"You mean the one they were loading into that truck back there?!" He pointed around the corner for emphasis, his other arm still warding, he seemed distressed.
"Down the Road! One right turn and then a left! Get them quickly before they get away! I don't want to die!" he seemed frantic.
The officer barked quick order's, first pointing to the two men next to him, "You two, guard the prisoner's, and keep this man for questioning, the rest of you, follow me, Prince Clovis will be furious if we fail!" the Man charged down the street, pushing past the cloaked man.
The cloaked man seemed to ignore them, still shaking as they ran past him as he stared at the machine gun aimed at his person.
As he noticed the soldiers making it out of sight around the street however, he turned to the two remaining guards, "Hey, you two... Want to see a cool trick?"
He started walking towards them, they both re oriented their rifle's at him.
He lifted his cloak up, showing dirty casual clothes, "Don't freak out, I'm not armed, I'm just a bum after all."
The Terrorist Leader was just staring at him, confused.
The cloaked man walked right next to the two men, as their rifle heads pressed into his gut-
He slammed his hands forward and grabbed their faces- They promptly dropped their rifles, twitching spasmodically, as if they were being electrocuted.
He turned to look at the Japanese men, who still had there hands tied behind their backs, "I suggest you run before mister big hat realizes I was bluffing, he might be just a tad irritated." the fact that his words were accentuated with the muffled screams of the two soldiers only made him seem more flippant.
The leader seemed stunned for a moment, before forcing himself up, his small group rising behind him, he choked out a confused "H-Hai..." before taking off.
The fact they looked ridiculous running around with their arm's tied behind their back's not withstanding.
The cloaked man sighed as he let go of the two soldiers, who promptly fell to the ground unconscious, "Well, that went as well as could have been expected, but nobody died, so, success for me."
The cloaked man turned, and started heading into an alley that went the opposite direction as the men he'd just freed, but not before stomping the rifles of the two soldiers until they broke, "Bah, I'm just glad I didn't get those unloaded into me."
He'd almost made it, before a bullet slammed into his shoulder, he collapsed in pain almost instantly.
The Officer, aka, mister big hat, was back, and he looked furious. the twelve or so soldiers with him had their rifle's pointed directly at the man that had tricked them.
The cloaked man held his left shoulder with his right arm, before looking down the alley he had been trying to escape to and yelling "Get back to the rendezvous point! They saw through it! Don't let them get the Gas bac-" he was stopped mid sentence by several dozen rounds pouring themselves into his body.
Mister Big Hat moved over and kicked the body, "Don't just stand there! Chase them you fools!" the soldiers ran past him into the alley, and exactly the wrong direction.
As the Officer followed his men, he unloaded one last shot into the cloaked man's head, before chasing after his squad.
The Cloaked man's dead body sat there for several seconds.
"What was that saying... About fooling someone twice?"
The cloaked man casually rose to his feet, ignoring his now blood stained clothes.
He wiped at his face for a moment to move the blood away, revealing a red bird like symbol on the back of both his hands.
A.A. moved on, leaving nothing but a section of street stained with blood and bullet holes.
"Damn that hurt, they better not die after all that."
He walked off, away from the street, back the way he came, before pausing a second, and turning to look over his shoulder, "Hmm? She's here huh... Seems like she's trying to contract someone... Well, none of my business."
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Yes it's horrible, and yes that was Naoto.
He's talking to R.R. about C.C. and O.O., he's looking for O.O. and noticed C.C. being nearby.
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A young man scrounged through the Shinjuku Ghetto, he was wearing a ratty gray cloak over himself, his hair was clumpy and brown, down to lower neck length, his eyes a greenish gray.
He mumbled to himself, "So this is where she ended up... Weird she'd come to this place... Does she want something from me? I'm still trying to find that idiot..."
He seemed to twitch for a second, as if hearing something.
He continued, to no one, "No, I'm not gonna ask her what she's doing here, it's none of my business- I'm serious, what she does with her life is her own concern."
He seemed to pause for a few seconds, before rambling on.
"I checked Shibuya a few days ago, that addict wasn't there, hopefully I'll have better luck here in Shinju-" He was interrupted by the booming sound of gunfire.
He was running before he even knew what he was doing, sarcastically muttering, "That better not be her."
---
The scene looked like something out of a propaganda movie.
Brittannian soldiers surrounding a bunch of 'Elevens' who were dressed like guerrilla's, they even had the matching headbands.
The Officer, whose face was obscured by that ridiculous hat, had a handgun pointed the head of a straight haired Asian man with a bright red headband.
"Where is the container your group stole!?" The man barked in a voice that seemed to have been trained to be as no nonsense as possible.
Almost immediately, the man turned his gun down the street, towards the cloaked man.
The cloaked man seemed surprised for a second, "Wait, when you say container..." He trailed off, looking at the gun pointed at his face.
The Officer's eye's widened, before signally the men next to him to aim at the cloaked man, "It's a large bulbous container filled with poison gas, these Terrorist's stole it from a government facility with plans to use it in a terrorist attack."
The Japanese man who'd had a gun pointed to his head was about to shout at the Officer before the Cloaked man interrupted him.
The Cloaked man had put his hands up, waving them in front of him in a defensive manner, "WAIT! Wait, wait, wait...", He seemed to lean back and look down the street he just came from for a moment-
"You mean the one they were loading into that truck back there?!" He pointed around the corner for emphasis, his other arm still warding, he seemed distressed.
"Down the Road! One right turn and then a left! Get them quickly before they get away! I don't want to die!" he seemed frantic.
The officer barked quick order's, first pointing to the two men next to him, "You two, guard the prisoner's, and keep this man for questioning, the rest of you, follow me, Prince Clovis will be furious if we fail!" the Man charged down the street, pushing past the cloaked man.
The cloaked man seemed to ignore them, still shaking as they ran past him as he stared at the machine gun aimed at his person.
As he noticed the soldiers making it out of sight around the street however, he turned to the two remaining guards, "Hey, you two... Want to see a cool trick?"
He started walking towards them, they both re oriented their rifle's at him.
He lifted his cloak up, showing dirty casual clothes, "Don't freak out, I'm not armed, I'm just a bum after all."
The Terrorist Leader was just staring at him, confused.
The cloaked man walked right next to the two men, as their rifle heads pressed into his gut-
He slammed his hands forward and grabbed their faces- They promptly dropped their rifles, twitching spasmodically, as if they were being electrocuted.
He turned to look at the Japanese men, who still had there hands tied behind their backs, "I suggest you run before mister big hat realizes I was bluffing, he might be just a tad irritated." the fact that his words were accentuated with the muffled screams of the two soldiers only made him seem more flippant.
The leader seemed stunned for a moment, before forcing himself up, his small group rising behind him, he choked out a confused "H-Hai..." before taking off.
The fact they looked ridiculous running around with their arm's tied behind their back's not withstanding.
The cloaked man sighed as he let go of the two soldiers, who promptly fell to the ground unconscious, "Well, that went as well as could have been expected, but nobody died, so, success for me."
The cloaked man turned, and started heading into an alley that went the opposite direction as the men he'd just freed, but not before stomping the rifles of the two soldiers until they broke, "Bah, I'm just glad I didn't get those unloaded into me."
He'd almost made it, before a bullet slammed into his shoulder, he collapsed in pain almost instantly.
The Officer, aka, mister big hat, was back, and he looked furious. the twelve or so soldiers with him had their rifle's pointed directly at the man that had tricked them.
The cloaked man held his left shoulder with his right arm, before looking down the alley he had been trying to escape to and yelling "Get back to the rendezvous point! They saw through it! Don't let them get the Gas bac-" he was stopped mid sentence by several dozen rounds pouring themselves into his body.
Mister Big Hat moved over and kicked the body, "Don't just stand there! Chase them you fools!" the soldiers ran past him into the alley, and exactly the wrong direction.
As the Officer followed his men, he unloaded one last shot into the cloaked man's head, before chasing after his squad.
The Cloaked man's dead body sat there for several seconds.
"What was that saying... About fooling someone twice?"
The cloaked man casually rose to his feet, ignoring his now blood stained clothes.
He wiped at his face for a moment to move the blood away, revealing a red bird like symbol on the back of both his hands.
A.A. moved on, leaving nothing but a section of street stained with blood and bullet holes.
"Damn that hurt, they better not die after all that."
He walked off, away from the street, back the way he came, before pausing a second, and turning to look over his shoulder, "Hmm? She's here huh... Seems like she's trying to contract someone... Well, none of my business."
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Yes it's horrible, and yes that was Naoto.
He's talking to R.R. about C.C. and O.O., he's looking for O.O. and noticed C.C. being nearby.
