Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20161111105839/@comment-26104528-20170303062521

"It might..." Fritz shrugged as he meandered over to the couch and sat down. "But here's the thing." he gestured. "You know that at Coronado, reports must be filed by the wednesday after you get back from assignment, right?"

"And technically you're still on assignment...catchin' the drift?"

Eventually, the slacking cyborg got back up and was back on his way out. "If anything, I get to fill out the lion's share of the paperwork, since coming here was my job. You just tagged along for the ride." With that, Stahlfritz closed the door behind him, leaving behind a scrap of napkin with the entry codes scrawled onto them.

Fritz proceeded out to the ground floor of the shoppng complex. By now, most of the shops had closed down for the night, leaving only a few snack bars and convience shops. Regardless, the rest of Eagalis was still alit with activity.

Right behind the cyborg, another figure was dashing forward at breakneck speed on some sort of weaponized roller blades. Fritz's motion detector on full alert, the phantom burst into the air to evade the sudden attack only to have a grappling hook of some sort burst into the air and latch onto his back.

In a flash, Fritz used a reverse thrust on his jumpkit to hit the ground where he whipped around and gave a very forceful tug on the hook, revealing its wielder as some sort of masked woman with a robotic arm. As he was caressing her chin, the previous attacker was on his way back for another strike. Fritz stuck his other arm out to clothesline him, but instead the killer blader came to a gentle stop and transformed his leg cybernetics from wheels to feet.

"Been keeping sharp, I see?" the chimp faunus spoke, leaning against the wall.

"What brings you back here?" the woman spoke, taking Fritz's hand off her chin and deconstructing her mask, revealing herself as a short-haired fox faunus.

"Business is what brought me back, Anemone" he replied to the vixen before turning around. "and yes Clayton, I have been keeping sharp. Kinda have to with the whole situation overseas." the three started walking towards the street.

"Tsk. Vale's a flippin' mess. First the White Fang, then our stocks, and then the fall of Beacon..."Anemone mused as she walked along, reeling her hook back in. "Never should've opened up there."

"Hey, b'fore the crash, business was great. Lots of jobs, lots of Grimm, lots of friends..." Fritz argued back.

"I think all that time oversea's messed with your head." Clayton said as he gave Fritz a gentle slap across the back of his head. "We're Sahali, remember? We don't trust anyone more than we have to."

"That what your clan says? Mine says we're polite, we're efficeint, and we have plans to kill everyone we meet." Fritz replied, deploying his swordbreaker and checking his reflection in it.

"Allright boys, I think that's enough work-talk for tonight. I'm ready for some bar-talk." Anemone spoke up while hailing a taxi that was trolling the roads for customers. Both of the eliminators uttered some sort of concurrence before piling in for a night on the town.