Storm's a Brewin' [Storm Knights]

Fucking damn it. Of course it had to be drugs.

Kenshin was one who prided himself on being a protector of the people. However, he did not just protect Tokyo's civilians from physical attacks, such as thugs and criminals. He also did his best to protect people from one of the most dangerous threats around: drugs. To say that the boy heavily disliked drugs was an understatement. It always pissed him off whenever he saw people wasting their lives away with their addiction to the accursed things. But even worse were the scumbags that provided these poor sons of bitches with their fix. He did not know who were worse, the ones making the drugs or the ones selling. But regardless, Kenshin was always more than fine with beating the stupid out of both kinds of assholes. He also enjoyed destroying the drugs to make sure that no one could use them, whether it was consumer or dealer.

The boy was very annoyed by the events of Shinagawa. Apparently, some dangerous kind of substance was being sold there. Kenshin regretted not being able to be there to utterly destroy such a dangerous thing. But of course, the boy was caught by his mother the night he tried to depart for Shinagawa. And with how scarily strict she was (almost militaristic, in fact), there was not much Kenshin could do to defy her. So of course he had to stay behind. It frustrated him that he could not go, annoyed him that he could not have at least tried to make a difference, tried to get rid of that dangerous substance being sold.

So when there was news that some European group was going to try to front their own drugs and some of the Storm Knights were going to go bust their asses, there was no way in hell Kenshin would refuse to come lend a helping hand.

Being as careful as he could to not let his plans be made known to his parents, Kenshin put on his vigilante outfit and helmet, got out of the house undetected, and headed out to the meeting spot. He went as quickly as he could so the others would not have to wait long for him, but did not rush too quickly so he could avoid tiring himself before the confrontation even began. He wanted to be at a hundred percent.

Upon arriving, Kenshin noticed that G was already there. A quick "Yo" and the boy would begin surveying the area. What would be the best approach for this? A silent and stealthy takedown? While that would definitely avoid unnecessary combat, it would also be slow. If the drugs were being shipped out quickly, then there might not be enough time for stealth. Then there was the 'kick the door and go in swords blazing' approach, but without knowing just how many people were inside that warehouse, that could prove risky. What if some of the thugs fought to stall the Storm Knights while the others tried to escape with the drugs?

Well whatever approach the group ultimately decided to take, Kenshin was ready to move out once the word was given.

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"How much longer you think it's gonna take?" The fat man wasn't quick with his response, merely taking a peek at the watch on his wrist as he took another drag on his cigarette.

"Hmmm... I'd give it less than five." the leaner one raised his brow and shot his gaze over to his partner.

"Are you insane? They still have about a tonne of goods left to unpack here." To this, the fat one would heartily chortle, finally pulling himself off of his perch and rising to his full height. He started a few routine stretches to get his blood flowing, twisting his back this way and that.

"Damn, you really can't keep something in your head that long, can you? You're like my toddler back home, you know that?" After a few audible pops, he would rub his younger, leaner partner's head, ruffling up his hair.

"That again?" The leaner one rolled his eyes and adjusted his glasses to bring himself back to proper appearance, alas, he couldn't seem to keep the larger one's attention as he began to lumber back towards the working floor.

"I never left it, Jean. Learn to listen." He approached one of the younger workers, a particularly fat kid whose only mistake seemed to be not passing a college entrance exam. There were a lot of people with builds like that working jobs like this, but there was one trait that he could spy that told him with certainty that the guy was new. "No no no, friend!" The man would say in clear Japanese. "Don't lift bent over like that, you'll destroy you'll hurt your spine! Squat and lift from the legs!" Stunned, the young kid nodded and did as he was told. The larger one would turn back around to his partner in crime, speaking to him in English once more: "I've been doing this for years, my friend. The air is too still, the night too clear! I've done this for years!" He splayed his arms wide and looked towards the moon. "I've run hits on this for years!"

A final drag would bring him to the end of his cigarette. The smoke puffed out in a cloud above his head, and he would mindlessly swallow the smoldering butt. He glanced to his watch again and looked his younger partner in the eye. "Three and-and-a-half minutes, Jean. Believe what you want, but be prepared to do your job at least, hmm?"

Jean, the leaner one, huffed and adjusted his glasses and straightened his heavy coat. The moment the fat bastard leaned against one of the support pillars to light another cancer-stick, he would pierce the daggers into him that he was too afraid too face to face. As much as he didn't want to think about it, he felt himself checking for his gun one last time. Yes, he was new to the 'family' but that didn't mean his instincts weren't as refined as some codger who was bound to get lung cancer and die any year now.

He tapped his foot for a while, impatiently checking his phone, hoping that the workers would finish up so he could go back to his hotel room and get some proper rest. His eyes glanced towards the clock, the fat man's words echoing in his head again. Jean grit his teeth and shoved the device back in his pocket. He cursed under his breath as he made his way to the back of the warehouse. He swore, if Tarare was going to make him take off his damned shoes and socks for nothing he would kill him. He would send a spike right up his arse and really kill him!

Though this would be hard to notice behind the helmet's visor, Kenshin was rolling his eyes at Aiden's words. Wow, thanks asshole. Of course, the boy would not say that aloud. Not because he was afraid to do so (since that was very much not the case here), but because there were far more important things to worry about than being talked down to. Besides, Kenshin liked to prove his worth by actions rather than words. It was a more effective way of getting annoying doubters to shut up.

Still, he did appreciate G having his back. it was good that the helmet covered Kenshin's face, or else the boy's grin would be visible. But enough of that. It was time for a plan of action. G gave his suggestion, and Kenshin saw no issue with it. "Sounds good to me. I'll be more than happy to come save your ass if you can't handle it on your own." It took a lot to refrain from adding the phrase 'SWAT boy' at the end there. Not a good idea to antagonize an ally, no matter how annoying they were. Teamwork was still a virtue, after all.

Kenshin then spoke to G. "Speaking of which, I could sneak around and while SWAT guy here gets their attention, I can ambush them from behind and take them out before they gang up on him." Kenshin then faced Aiden. "You know, unless you're sure you can take em all yourself?" The boy was not worried one way or the other. Even if his partner here had trouble, the boy was confident he could take the rest of the rats on with little issue.

He then turned back to G. "Or if he really can handle himself, I don't mind going stealth mode to find wherever they're storing the drugs while he keeps the mooks occupied. Either way, it's fine with me." Kenshin did not care which plan he went with. Helping Aiden or using him as a distraction while the boy went to go seek and destroy the true threat. Both led to the same conclusion in the long run, so it didn't make a difference to him which he would go and do. Or if Aiden had a good idea, Kenshin would not mind going with that. At the end of the day, he just wanted to go with whatever was the most effective at getting the job done.

But regardless, Kenshin just wanted to get started. He was ready to go.

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The lot of them bickered on, unbeknownst to the criminals working away just on the other side of that gate. The the chain-link gate would start to rattle as a couple of sweaty workers made their way out for a quick smoke break. The last one out would lock the gate back behind him and leaned against it while he and his partner shared a lighter between them.

"God, screw the boss."

"Shit. I don't care how good this pays we still gotta come in early tomorrow. The hell's up with that?"

"Who the hell are those guys? Just showin' up with a bunch of their own men. I swear to God if the boss is replacing us with a temp agency I'll kill him."

The second one sighed the smoke out of his lungs and looked to the sky. "I don't know. I hope not; really need this job."

The first squinted down the road into the night. There wasn't much light to go off of, but he swore he could see a silhouette in the distance. A hallucination? Maybe, he hadn't gotten a proper drink of water in quite a bit. He shook his head just to make sure, but the shape was still there. Assuming that Aiden was going straight in through the front, of course.

"What the hell?" His mutter was barely loud enough to garner his partner's attention. He dropped the cigarette to the ground and smothered it with his foot.

"What is it, Koichi?"

"I think... Hey, kid! It's past curfew around here! Get back home before I call the police!" He crossed his arms, doing the best he could to make himself seem more intimidating

"Heh, 'call the police'? How scaaaary. Pfft!" The second of them crossed his leg as he leaned against the wall, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"Ah shut up! Kid! I said scram!" It was dark enough that Aiden wouldn't be able to tell what the man was trying to grab, but he was about to pull something out of his pocket!

Assuming that Kenshin would begin to sneak around, he would quickly find that the warehouse was walled in some way on all sides, be it by the visible chain-link fence that he would have been quite visible from where the Storm Knights had been planning, by simple concrete wall that surrounded the complex on two sides, or simply by the outside of the warehouse itself. Along that final one, he would find a couple of emergency exit doors. Locked on that side, of course. The warehouse itself was quite small, only about 7 meters tall at best. There seemed to be no one patrolling the premises.

"So... you're giving a couple of his workers a break outside so they can... act as bait?" Jean squeezed the bridge of his nose as he followed Tarare back under the sheet-metal cover of the warehouse." He readjusted his glasses after that and looked to his supposed superior. If things went sour there was no way they could use this guy ever again! Did he not know how hard it was to track down a warehouse owner in suburban Japan that was willing to take on heavy stuff like this? How long it would take to do it all over again once word of this shit got out? Imbecile.

"Mmmmm, that's not exactly it. I'm not a fool, Jean, wipe the scowl off your face!" Placing a hand on Jean's shoulder, Tarare would pull the man close so he could speak with a softer voice. "Besides, friend, we wouldn't want them to know so much! Keep your voice down."

Without much choice, Jean would be awkwardly dragged around the warehouse, hardly able to breathe as Tarare's grip might as well have started squeezing the air out of his lungs.

"Notice Jean, our men dress like the workers. Their workers dress like our men. If something bad happens, you see, the story won't be about their heroics, no no no." The duo stopped, and Tarae spun his sidekick around to face him in the eye. "It's a story about chaos, confusion! Who is innocent? Who is the enemy? What will they do?"

Upon hearing Aiden open his mouth, Kenshin rolled his eyes, resisting the urge to just laugh at this guy. Hah! You'll be saving me? I doubt that, SWAT boy! This guy had clearly not seen the boy in action. But that was fine. Kenshin did not take it too personally. To him, Aiden's words were not even worth replying to. He preferred letting his actions do the talking for him. So if the boy did indeed somehow get caught, he would much rather kick these thugs' asses and make anyone who doubts his capabilities feel like a dumbass.

Thankfully, G was far more reasonable of a person. Kenshin nodded upon receiving the communicator. "Got it." A quick thumbs up, and Kenshin was already heading out to carry out the mission. This would be a simple task. Scout the area, look for a way in, take out any guards that were in the way, etc. Kenshin hoped that he would not need to directly fight anyone. However, should a scuffle become unavoidable, he was not exactly one who would complain. I'll stick to stealth for as long as I can. But if someone spots me? Sucks to be them.

So like the stereotypical ninja, Kenshin moved quickly, silent as a shadow, using any nearby cover to conceal himself as he moved around the perimeter of the warehouse. Several observations would be made. Walled in on all sides by either wall or fence. A few emergency exit doors, naturally locked. But the strangest part were the lack of any kind of patrol. How curious. Kenshin began thinking as he kept moving from hiding place to hiding place. No guards? Something's up. Either these people are stupid, very low on manpower, or they're being awfully cautious. I don't like this.

After two laps around the area (because it was best to be thorough), Kenshin contacted G via the communicator, speaking quietly as he told him everything that he noticed. "The outside seems clear. No one keeping watch. But I didn't find an entrance to sneak inside the warehouse. No easy way to head inside. If everyone's really inside, then I think it's safe to say that breaking in will not go unnoticed."

But then the boy smiled. If stealth was not going to work from this point onward, then he was fine with busting down one of the locked doors and kicking the asses of everyone inside. "Since I don't see an entrance I can use to get inside, I'll just have to make one myself." Unless G told Kenshin otherwise and came up with a different plan (which he would then follow instead), the boy would just end the communication with G and begin his plan.

Sneaking towards one of the emergency exits, Kenshin smiled as he got ready to take out his most effective lockpicking tool: His blade.

Henshin!

With his quirk activated, his armor on, and his left hand transformed into the red blade of light, Kenshin was ready to go. As he always says, the best way to open a locked door is to bust it down. A key or lockpicking was only necessary if one cared about keeping the door intact or breaking in quietly. The boy couldn't care less about keeping the door intact, and stealth was no longer feasible at this point. So with a swing of his blade, Kenshin would attempt to smash right through the lock in one quick, powerful, and decisive slash.



Assuming that the door opened without issue, Kenshin would head inside. If by some miracle there was no one who had immediately spotted him, Kenshin would quickly hide behind whatever he could find, seeing as stealth was once again a viable strategy. But it was more likely that there were guards there to see the armored boy break in. And in that case, then Kenshin was more than ready for a fight.

Of course, all this was assuming G did not have a much stealthier approach for Kenshin to do instead. Because while it was badass to go in sword swinging, the boy would prefer to stick to stealth for as long as possible. So if there was another way, Kenshin was all ears. Otherwise, it was time to bust in and kick the asses of any thugs who tried to get in his way.

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G heard Kenshin through the communicator.  He then replied with a nod "Understood. Do you require my assistance?". Kenshin replied that he doesnt see an entrance, so he can make one himself "Im proud of ya boy!" G said. He was glad Kenshin was learning. G remembered when he did the same with Thunder.

Watching Kenshin through his binoculars. G could see him sneak around and then use his armour and blade. Slicing the door and opening it. Kenshin went inside and thats when G lost sight of him. G getting up and deciding to stretch decided to join the fray, started to slowly approach the warehouse where Kenshin broke in. As much he wanted to chil and lay back to do nothing. He had to do something. G slowly and casually walked closer and closer and thus slowly got a better and better look of the warehouse and that hole Kenshin sliced open. He was determined to go there. Although he wondered how was SWAT boi doing. Maybe he can later check on him. But for now G casually walked and decided to check the perimeter first and fight the first fool that dares to come across his path. He was ready for a fight