Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20151003120809/@comment-26571677-20151004062939

Amilanthior stalked the streets, using his semblance into it's full ability, the sound of his footsteps completely muffled by the sphere he had placed.

The slums were very lively at this time of night, it was nice to know that they still had happiness, even in poverty.

Problem was, he still hadn't found the target, frustrating, but it just meant that he was ever more aware, he just wanted to finish this and go back to his bed.

Something caught his attention, however, two people discussing something amongst themselves. It could prove useful, so he moved in for an investigation. The conversation was between a man and a woman, and, to his delight, they were both wearing WF masks.

He snuck up on them, and began to eavesdrop.

The man said, "Basically, that Aripa and Amilanwhatever are gonna get captured, maybe even tortured! That should get the attention of Beacon!"

The woman replied' "Hmm, they've probably already arrived, we should get ready to give them a...surprise visit!"

With that, they walked away. Carefree and light, Amilanthior, in the meantime was busy thinking. "A trap? It must be, I should get out while I can. But my mission isn't finished, I don't really care about the other guy, for all I know, he could be working with the WF! But I have to take the operative down before he does!"

After that, he started to sprint in the direction the two enemies had been walking, they should lead him straight to his target. He was almost 100% sure he could take whatever they threw at him.

Almost.