Moonlight shines as rain cascades down as a red and gold boot, in the shape of a reptilian's foot, sms into a puddle, followed by several other sets of bck boots. A figure jumps off the edge of a roof and nds with a roll on the next, they quickly look back and sees four figures quickly closing in.

  "Crap..." A quiet famine voice comes from the figure as she takes off running again, holding a briefcase close to her chest.

  "Stop!" One of the figures giving chase calls out.

  "Give us the briefcase!" Another shouts.

  The chase continues along the roof tops, until the female figure skids to a stop at the edges, filing one of her arms around. She looks down, noticing a very long drop to her dead end. Cars travel along the road as several people with umbrels walk below.

  "O-Ooohhh boy..." She mutters as a bit of sweat falls from her brow.

  She hears footsteps behind her and quickly looks back, several figures wearing bck cloaks and grey masks with a silver sword and a golden dragons coiled around it, painted on the front. They aim rifles at her, their sers painting her chest.

  "Now... gives us the briefcase."

  Infirmus Damocles looks at her pursuers and bites her lip.

  Infirmus has long red hair with pink tips, tied into a pony tail. Several bangs hang over her left eye. Her eyes are amber with hints of red and gold, and her pupil is a vertical slit. She has a set of point spiral horns on the sides of her head. Her ears have a slight point to them.

  She wears a red blouse with a bck unzipped sweater. Her modest sized jest slightly sways as she looks around. She's got a bck tied around her neck, slightly lose. She wears several amber, ruby and diamond rings. Along with gold nail polish. She's got on a pair of bck jeans, with a couple tears near the knees. She's got a silver chain going from her left pocket to her back pocket. It does hug and show off her curves.

  She's got rge red and gold boot, in the shape of a reptilian's foot. She adjusts her right foot slightly, showing a bde encased on the bottom of it. Behind her sways a long, thing, red scaled tail. On her back is a rge red give, with thick section just below the silver bde and at the bottom of the handle.

  She stands at 5'9'' (173 cm) tall.

  Infirmus looks around, not noticing any escape options. She backs up right to the edge of the building and looks back down it, rain keeps pelting her. The figures keep slowly walking towards her, aiming their rifles at her.

  "Give us the briefcase, Infirmus!" One of them orders. "Or we will eliminate you, our Boss would love that. The leader of The Red Dragons at her feet."

  "It would definitely come with a pay raise." Another figure states.

  "U-Uhhhh, how about." Infirmus looks around, then back down at the streets below. "How about I say, 'No'."

  One of the figures lowers their rifles. "Well, that wasn't one of the options, so..." He raises his rifle back up. "Take her down."

  "Uh oh!" Infirmus gives a worried look, but then winks a sticks her tongue out. "Bye bye now!"

  Infirmus leans back and falls off the side of the building.

  "Wait, did she just?!"

  The four figures run forward and looks down, just in time to see Infirmus use her tail to snake around a mp post and sin around a few times. Before letting go and flipping to safety on the ground. She nearly falls over, but fils her arm and catches her self.

  She looks back up to the cloaked figures, and gives them a two fingered salute before running off. The four stare down at her as she takes off into the night.

  "Uh... what do we do?" One of them asks.

  One of the figures sighs and facepalms. "We're so getting fired."

  Nearly an hour ter, Infirmus leans against the side of a building catching her breath. She takes several deep breaths, before wiping her brow. She then looks down at her soaked clothes, her shirt slightly see through to see her undergarments.

  "Ugh! ... I could go for some Watermelon."

  Infirmus zips up her sweatshirt, before clutching the briefcase closely to her chest. Fmes surround her for a second, slightly drying her off. She then leaves the alleyway she's in and looks at a building across the street. Bring music pys from a nightclub called Night Specters. There's a small lineout side, and she quickly moves over to the door, but is stopped by a bouncer.

  The Dragon Thiren holds up a gold ticket, and the guard takes it and looks it over. He gives a nod and opens the door for her. She nods and walks inside, the heavy smell of alcohol and various other smells hit her nose. She shivers and covers her nose for a few seconds, before continuing.

  She looks around the club, lights fshing around a dance floor as a DJ happily pys music. She looks around the booths, seeing people eat, talk, doing... other disgusting activities. A few people have a weird looking vial of light purple liquid. Some inject it into their veins or drink it directly.

  'Crocus...' Infirmus growls in thought. 'A drug that's been quickly sweeping through New Eridu the past few years.'

  Infirmus frowns as she looks up to the second floor, seeing some girls dancing on poles and a few dragging some into a private area. This entire pce makes her skin crawl. She walks up to the bartender, a rge Bear Thiren, and he smiles down at her.

  "How can I help you?" The bear asks.

  "The stars will align, when the moon rises above the city." Infirmus quietly says to the bear as she looks around.

  The Bartender grows slightly serious, as he nods. He motions for her to follow and he moves out from behind the bar and enters into a backroom. Infirmus quickly follows and they enter a rather vish room, a few guards standing in front of a a set of curtains.

  One of the guards looks at Infirmus and sees the Briefcase. He knocks on the wall behind him, the bear nods to them and leaves the room.

  "Any complications?" A static voice comes from behind the curtain.

  Infirmus walks forward and kneels in front of the curtains. "Nothing I can't handle."

  "Hmmm, I would like to see the item."

  Infirmus sets the case on the ground and opens it up. Revealing a rge bck chip with golden lines. She turns it around and slides it past the curtains. After a few seconds a satisfied hum is heard.

  "As expected of the Leader of the Red Dragons, and the daughter to the two famous Voids Hunters, Smaug and Ilulu."

  Infirmus just stares at the curtains, her hands curling into fists. "Yes."

  "The 50,000 Denies will be transfer to your account now. If I need something, I will definitely use your services again. Now, if you don't mind, our conversation is over. You may leave."

  Infirmus bows before standing up and leaving the room. A chuckle is heard from the figure beyond the curtains.

  "Finally I have you... Ghost."

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