Mosaic City, located along China's coast, is quite large city sometimes called the Crossroads Between Nations due to its diverse population. While it was once a large tourist spot, the city was placed under a blockade as the military appeared claiming there was a radiation leak. The true hazard, however, is much more sinister.
"Should've brought my glasses." The rather gruff tone of voice and sentence didn't exactly match one another but alas, Vice couldn't exactly make out if the thing was dead or not. The massive indent on the ground probably said something about it, and they could at least move down a bit to see if it was really dead or not. That was going to take quite some time though, the stairs wasn't exactly the most accommodating way of travelling. Slowly having his persona drop him off on the translucent platform, Vice once more peered down to the crater formed by the fatass.
"We should probably report back to the lady, for obvious reasons." The biker raised his hand over to his temples to give it a rub before blinking a couple more times to wake himself up again. The end of the battle, and the mission itself, had more or less taken away the young man's activity. Not even the lingering effects of Heat Riser could do much about it…but aside from that, he did still make a promise to the girl with him. Which meant putting up a grin and an obviously happy face.
Post by Akira Nakajima on Mar 26, 2014 20:22:53 GMT -5
The probability that the target was dead was basically close to nil. A kinetic impact from falling would be absorbed by the jiggly fat lobes of the ogre. Frankly, the boy in drag fully expected to see another mission related to that particular Shadow popping up at some point in the future. Would he be there to take it? Possibly. He didn't really care about seeing the matter through, though it would be nice to be sure that the threat was good and gone for good. All in all, the mission was a success enough for the boy to expect a payment when he held his hands out to the blonde woman. That was good enough for him. Anyway, it seemed that the man, his partner, was a bit more serious than expected regarding the whole “date” joke. Oh well. That did have its own merits, after all.
”And here I was, thinking you forgot about all of that.” The crossdresser giggled before sliding from the succubus' arms and straightening his back. Stretching his arms above his head and swinging his scissors downward, the crossdresser observed the area downstairs before just turning to the man. ”All right, yeah. Let's go report that whole deal in. Then eat something. I guess I'll have to be nice and eat a normal-sized, since you said you'd treat me.” With a wink and a kick to his steps, he began skipping down the stairs, scissors slashing through the air haphazardly. He was a trap in every sense of the word.