"That was the only way I could get your attention. I want 20% of the reward if I help you two"
-sighs- Syren: we aren't bounty hunters, we are here to protect the girl. -puts hand on your should and warps you to Korea-
(and now, for some kiriahatake style rp)
Syren looks around at the buildings, but feels nothing. He warps up to the top of the building, and looks down at the busy streets, looking for any sign of the absorber and her companion; nothing.
"hey" he says to his partner, who is delicately balanced upon a street light. "do you see any sign of the two we have been tracking?"
"no" she says while her blonde hair sways in the wind. It reminded him of when they first met.
The room was dark yet also bright, depending on where you looked. There were strobe lights and black lights everywhere, reflecting light upon the many people who danced below them to the sound of rave music. She was sitting by the bar, drinking a martini she had recieved using a forged ID. Definately his kind of girl. She had a very nice body, with clothes that left hardly anything to the imagination. Her hair was curled and framed her face perfectly, showing the hours of work it probably took to dress it. He was hooked before he even heard her laugh.mthen it was history..
He shook his head and tried to stay focused on the task at hand; save the girl.
"please come over here and let us try to track them, they couldn't have gone far"
(well, did I do well? Or did I forget a nosebleed/sensual element?)