Dirty Deeds Ain't Dirt Cheap [Jun & Rei] | Sunaho Saga

From the darkness a shape began to emerge, a dark shadow emerging into the flat lights of the truck. It made no attempt to hide its' approach, a heavy tread that announced every step. Almost stalking out of the darkness, the tall figure of Nakamura Rei emerged into view, the large and muscular woman carrying her Kanabo at a ready position resting on her shoulder, much like a baseball bat. She walked forward fearlessly, eyes flicking from the small green-haired girl to the masked man with the gun on the back of the truck, and then to the even smaller girl that had just arrived, before focusing her attention on the girl. She was, after all, the one most likely to be in charge of this little meeting, based on the fact that she wasn't taking guard duty, and had officially gotten here first.

Well, that and Rei had heard her giving instructions to the man.

Having had nothing better to do, the large woman had gone to the meeting location while it was still daylight, scouted the area, and then put together a nest in one of the abandoned warehouses where she napped until she was woken by the sound of the truck and its' light. The only reason she hadn't arrived earlier was that she decided to stay laying down for a bit... well that, and it wasn't the time for the meeting. But now they were getting started, and it was obviously time to get this show on the road.

"Someone's joining you, chibi-san" she said as she came up behind Jun, her expression impassive as she walked past the bizarre biological chair that the little girl had made for herself, keeping the unknown child to her right for easy defence should she end up attacked. She wasn't particularly impressed with the frivoulous quirk use that had formed the rather unsettling 'throne', but she didn't say anything about it, instead turning her attention to the slightly taller green-haired woman who had arranged this little meeting.

"Chose a boring place for this, there's more entertaining shit-holes to arrange an interview for jobs," she commented, lifting a bottle to her lips and swigging from it, the warmth of the alcohol barely registering in her. At her size, she needed a whole lot more to feel anything, a fact that was quite annoying most of the time. Still, it wasn't time for revelry, but rather business. "So, what's the job, and what's the pay?" Rei wasn't the sort to beat around the bush.

His little taunt had no effect. Both the girl and the man up top staying still and cool. Evidently not their first rodeo and clearly capable of staying calm. Jun wasn't sure if he was relieved or disappointed.

Few things got under Jun's skin. Clad as he was, head to toe, in the armor of smug satisfaction that came from wholeheartedly believing oneself to be better than everyone else. No matter the jape or jab, it had little to no effect on the silver haired young man. So it would stand to reason that he should have built a particular resistance to the most common of observations. Contrary to that, the incessant remarks on his height seemed to, over the years, have drilled themselves clean through the armor. It was more tiresome than anything, to be constantly reminded of what he already knew.

Jun didn't let it show and casually looked to his side, to study the new arrival. A beast of a woman she seemed. Built like a lighthouse and chugging alcohol straight from the bottle. It didn't seem to affect her much. Most like owing to her abnormal size but perhaps she was merely a high functioning alcohol. That would make the mission interesting at the very least.

"Oh such a shame. Here I was hoping we'd become the best of friends." Jun remarked in casual mockery. "But if we must be so formal, Eldritch."

Sunaho and Matsuda. The latter didn't feel like much of a villain alias. More like your everyday typical alias. Jun didn't remark on it however. There was only so much prodding you could do before you weren't taken seriously.

Despite his lackadaisical demeanor, Jun took in every word of the briefing, if a clandestine meeting of lowlifes could be called a briefing. The stipulations on who was and was not fair game intrigued the effeminate boy. As did the choice of the term 'pig'. Were the Dust Devils a sort of idealists? If so this could turn out to be quite the entertainment indeed. A little disappointing to be so limited. But a little handicap was fine from time to time. Made the game more interesting. Besides she only mentioned killing, so presumably a few civilian hostages would be fine. Of course an empty threat had no real weight. But a few dead cops should give them some substance for sure.

All in all it seemed a fairly interesting endeavor. But then the details came rolling in. Tokyo Stock Exchange, concert, riot, something about a message, very clearly idealists by now. The easy grin Jun wore spread into a giddy smile with mischief glinting in his eyes. Try as he might to prevent it, Jun found himself letting out a small chuckle at the absurdity of it all.

"Simple she says." He muttered, suppressing a fit. "How delightfully ridiculous. Raiding the stock exchange for something as frivolous as a concert." Jun studied Sunaho for a moment as his wicked smile faded into his casual grin. "I think I like you already. Professional etiquette notwithstanding, I shall do whatever I am able to make this a reality." Though it was no doubt hard to tell, Jun was in fact being genuine. A job like this came around only once in a blue moon and the sheer absurdity of the headlines following the incident would make the whole thing worth it all on their own. Of course that didn't mean he wouldn't take the money.

Jun considered a moment on what he should reveal. Despite his eagerness to show off at the beginning, he wasn't about to lay all his cards on the table. But some of it they would learn anyway once the job began so there was little harm in sharing. "Well, you can already see what I have to offer." He began as his throne began moving, spike-tipped tendrils at the bottom detached themselves from the concrete below and carried the lounging villain, leaving small holes in the concrete as it went. "It's fairly straightforward all things considered and functions both in the thick of it or from the back providing support." The tendrils elongated, taking longer strides to demonstrate their range as he returned to his initial spot.

"Does that satisfy?" He looked over and gestured towards the dotted concrete. "It makes for quite the effective pig sticker. And it takes as good as it gives. Your previous devils will have little fear."

Eldritch and Yojimbo. Those were the names offered to Sunaho by her mercenary friends. The former was an interesting one, one that made sense with their Quirk. Sunaho supposed the fear factor it might have would be useful in intimidating their way into the stock exchange. The latter... Well, it was a good movie, so the green-haired woman could respect Yojimbo's taste. "Eldritch and Yojimbo... Got it..." The woman uttered, a hint of amusement in her voice. Names meant a lot in this business, though that sentiment wasn't often shared. She wondered how hard or easy it might be to get them to reveal their real names, but didn't see any point in trying right now.

With their attention on her, Sunaho explained her plan, fully aware how they might view it. Plenty of these 'villains' scoffed at the idea of morals and ideals, a consequence of their haphazard lumping together, but Sunaho hadn't ever wavered in her own values. Her reasons for doing what she did had never changed, and likely never would, so she didn't much care for what thoughts they might have, so long as they were ready to get the job done. Although, she'd be lying if she said she didn't also think about trying to convince them over to her side, but that was the aim of her concert anyway, on a larger scale.

The plan for the night itself was at least one Sunaho knew was going to be entertaining to a few, and was hoping the audacity of it might pull in the adrenaline-junkie types who weren't too fussed about risk as long as it also meant fun. Rei and Jun seemed to, to some degree or another, identify with that position at least a little bit. The absurdity quite clearly entertained 'Eldritch', who even chuckled and proclaimed the insanity of the strategy. He came down on her side at the end of it, with Sunaho returning his grin. "The incomprehensible, improbable and never-before-seen... Yeah, figured you'd be interested, Eldritch." The green-haired woman huffed. Despite his status as bit of a cocky brat, it was clear he was interested. Rei wasn't quite as vocal, but didn't seem to be too put off by it.