Escort Mission: CPU-mbral [Kyoko]

“Tch, what a drag. Why the fuck do I have to escort this bitch again?” he asked himself as he packed the rest of his stuff into his bag. For whatever reason Ryung was dropped into an escorting job of all things. Now one look at Ryung and anyone would know that he was not the Bodyguard type. He was small, scrawny and a serious pain in the ass. He had no muscle or intimidation whatsoever other than his sharp mouth but if you were used to swears, then he was just like a little puppy! His quirk offered nothing but defence too which was usually a good quality to have in a bodyguard but pretty useless if someone wanted a threat eliminated. “I bet she asked for me specifically just to piss me off.” He said pulling on the ends of his clothes to make sure they all sat correctly on him. He did look a tad odd with a large black mask on his face with what he was wearing but fuck it. This was a villain auction, he could only imagine everyone else would be wearing something similar if they hadn’t already revealed their faces.



The auction in question thought was something he and a few of the other boys were going to visit though. A big ass auction where they could wreck shit up sounded like so much fucking fun! But on the off chance that Savage wanted to be civil, or on the far more likely chance that Jean-Luc would be whipping everyone into shape so that they did behave then it would be a nice swarey to attend, something Ryung thought would be a nice change of pace. Now don’t get him wrong he loved to smash in heroes faces and steal and shit but it was starting to become a rut and there needed to be change! Still in case he did start jonesin for some anarchy he packed some more casual clothes in his duffle bag which he kept over his shoulder. You could never be too careful. Speaking of Ryung also made sure that while he was going to be at the auction to not be too relaxed. Even if he wanted to enjoy himself he was surrounded by a multitude of popular and power villains all of which could stab him in the back if they wanted to. He knew he would do it to them if he got the chance. But putting all that aside the potential items on offer at the little shindig was really putting an extra pep in his step. Even though he himself had fuck all funds he knew Savage was the money man and he was willing to ask him nicely for some mulah to buy something for himself. Failing that he’d rib the bastard when he’d be drunk and spend everything he had.



Ryung looked a bit weird walking to Kyoko’s apparent and he certainly felt weird navigating the many floors up to her place. Seriously how much was this woman earning to have all this shit here as boobytraps?! He also felt weird that he now knew her address. “I wonder does she trust me that much?” He wondered to himself. Well regardless when he knocked on the door. When it opened Kyoko would see a fully suited up Ryung leaning against the doorframe all cool like! Draped in a trenchcoat…? And his signature black mask which really tied this look of oddity and stupidity like a black satin bow. It was an odd ensemble but it would show that the boy took this job at least somewhat seriously. Who else would look fancy but also wear a fucking trenchcoat to pretend that they were packing heat?



“Alright let’s go. If we leave now we can just make the 120 bus.” He said standing upright and shaking up his sleeve to have a look at his or rather Jean’s golden watch before looking back up to Kyoko. “What?!” He barked seeing her stare. “Hurry the fuck up or we’ll be late!” Oh god did she want to walk? These dress shoes weren’t meant for walking!