Preze Park.
Hiruma Hebiko yawned and crawled out of her tent into another day in this strange, strange city. Her clan and the JSDF sent her here to evaluate American heroes, so far... She was confused. The city was at constant war with the Rikti, time traveling Praetorian and the forces of lord Recluse, but the average citizen didn't seem to mind.
To keep her edge, she found one of the so called hazard zones and set up camp, kept her edge sharp, reminded her of her time on the battle field, walking down to the stream, she stripped off and started washing, her bow and arrow with in arm reach as she cast her gaze around, normally her morning bath was interrupted by Hellions or Circle of Thorns, but it seemed they started avoiding this area, maybe she had driven them off finally? A shame, they where a good foe.
Finishing up, she grabbed her bow, taking aim and shooting her breakfast, a nice fait trout. She was shocked that in the middle of a city, there was not only a stream, but it was bountifully.... One of the many oddities here. Heading back to her camp, she started a fire, cooking her fish as she sat and dried.
Beedliy beep.
Sighing she tapped her ear, activating her com. "Hebiko here."
The upbeat voice of her mission support came through. "PAX here, we have another mission for you, contacts in Kings Row want you to take on the Skulls."
"Skulls huh? What's their deal?"
"They are a gang of death worshiping drug dealers, to join them you must kill some one and take their skull as a mask, be careful Hebiko, some of the higher ups even know magic!"
"Huh, magic? Better keep my eyes out."
"And Hebiko? Don't try the box routine, people are starting to catch on."
"There is nothing wrong with the box, it is the perfect but of stealth gear!"
There was a sigh from PAX. "I keep telling you, we have perfectly fine optic camoflauge here at the base for you."
Hebiko just grunts. "Heading out now, mission start."
"Good Luck Hebiko, I'm just a call away if you need anything."
Hiruma Hebiko yawned and crawled out of her tent into another day in this strange, strange city. Her clan and the JSDF sent her here to evaluate American heroes, so far... She was confused. The city was at constant war with the Rikti, time traveling Praetorian and the forces of lord Recluse, but the average citizen didn't seem to mind.
To keep her edge, she found one of the so called hazard zones and set up camp, kept her edge sharp, reminded her of her time on the battle field, walking down to the stream, she stripped off and started washing, her bow and arrow with in arm reach as she cast her gaze around, normally her morning bath was interrupted by Hellions or Circle of Thorns, but it seemed they started avoiding this area, maybe she had driven them off finally? A shame, they where a good foe.
Finishing up, she grabbed her bow, taking aim and shooting her breakfast, a nice fait trout. She was shocked that in the middle of a city, there was not only a stream, but it was bountifully.... One of the many oddities here. Heading back to her camp, she started a fire, cooking her fish as she sat and dried.
Beedliy beep.
Sighing she tapped her ear, activating her com. "Hebiko here."
The upbeat voice of her mission support came through. "PAX here, we have another mission for you, contacts in Kings Row want you to take on the Skulls."
"Skulls huh? What's their deal?"
"They are a gang of death worshiping drug dealers, to join them you must kill some one and take their skull as a mask, be careful Hebiko, some of the higher ups even know magic!"
"Huh, magic? Better keep my eyes out."
"And Hebiko? Don't try the box routine, people are starting to catch on."
"There is nothing wrong with the box, it is the perfect but of stealth gear!"
There was a sigh from PAX. "I keep telling you, we have perfectly fine optic camoflauge here at the base for you."
Hebiko just grunts. "Heading out now, mission start."
"Good Luck Hebiko, I'm just a call away if you need anything."
Neph: I wanna fight!