Chapter 59
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Micheal looked into the mirror, his eyes cool.
A man wearing a sharp looking black suit and coat, with a light blue undershirt and a dark blue tie, looked back. The coat was midnight black, matching his dark slacks. A set of black dress shoes completed the outfit, shining ever so faintly.
Micheal adjusted the edge of his coat, pulling it tight. He then checked the size of his slacks, nodding.
"Looking sharp." Micheal smiled.
Through the Shop, one could find a variety of things. In the Miscellaneous Earth Objects section, it was possible to find large selections of clothing, much of it customizable. It was even possible to purchase clothes that specifically fit one's proportions.
Of course, the cost of customized clothes was not cheap. The clothes might've been produced and enhanced by the Shop, but they did not provide any special effects or powers.
The suit Micheal was looking at looked professionally made and had cost him several hundred Points.
He had winced at the expenditure when he looked it up, but had gone through with it in the end.
Appearances were extremely important to some people in the 7 Layers. Some groups put a great deal of opinion into first impressions, and one's physical look could contribute to that.
'Especially with the Godfather Organization.' His eyes gleamed as he nodded, finished looking himself over.
While the suit was tight and looked stylish, it was also very comfortable. He could easily move around in it. It didn't restrict him and wouldn't slow him down in combat.
He checked on the sheath he had added to his waist. It was golden colored and inlaid with detailed descriptions of some type of king fighting off monsters. His Steelborn Sword rested in it, fitting perfectly.
'Keeping my sword in a Spatial Ring isn't a bad strategy, but there are some Abilities that interfere with Spatial Storage objects.' He nodded as he confirmed his plan,
'Better to have it out already than get stuck in a fight swordless.'
He finished any other last-minute preparations and left the bathroom he had been standing in, making his way into the hallway. He glanced up and down it before wandering over towards the adjacent room.
He raised his hand to knock and then lowered it, smiling slightly.
'I'll wait.'
A few more minutes passed while he waited patiently. He practiced drawing and sheathing his blade in quick succession, getting used to the feel of a sheath again.
Finally, Micheal sensed footsteps. A moment later, the door he was waiting near opened up, revealing a beautiful girl.
Sophia was wearing a tight green dress that showed off her figure, her shoulder-length brown hair curled. She carried herself with a pristine aura, looking every bit a princess from some mythical fairy tale.
Micheal smiled.
"Looking sharp, girly! Ready to go?"
Sophia smiled back, giving him a thumbs up. Her eyes wavered slightly, however, betraying her nervousness.
"Let's go!"
.. .. .. .. .. ..
Micheal and Sophia made fast progress as they moved across the Cluster. After leaving the Open Market and taking out Xavier, they were already decently close to the location of the Godfather Organization's HQ.
'It's still afternoon.' Micheal glanced up at the sky briefly, noting the time. Most organizations ceased hunting at night due to the increased danger. The dark-skinned Morenkai blended into the night unnaturally well, making it an even more dangerous world.
They had opted to ditch their masks for now. Right now, their Heron and Crane identities were compromised to some degree, though it was doubtful word would've spread yet. Ultimately, the identities were easily discarded if necessary, though Micheal liked the idea of keeping them around for now. He was considering using them as a cover when he was in the Main Cluster, pretending to be a part of one of the major organizations.
'They likely don't know they were hit with Sophia's Fairy Eyes. Her illusions created a myriad of images, none of them will remember the pink glow she gave off.' The unsuspecting attack would've had a great impact on the psyche of the team they'd ambushed.
In no time at all, they entered the region controlled by the Godfather Organization.
Along the way, they had been attacked by only a single shambling Morenkai. Micheal had made short work of it, killing it with ease as they moved forward. They luckily didn't encounter any active teams, though they did spot a few fighting against Morenkai on neighboring skyscrapers.
As they entered the zone controlled by the Godfather Organization, Micheal spotted several armed scouts on patrol, keeping watch for enemies. The Godfather Organization was territorial, like many of the other big forces, not letting small teams butt into their hunting ground.
'Well, they have more of an excuse for it.' The organization helped train younger teens and cared for those too young to take care of themselves. Of all the major powers in his Cluster, this was the only one he truly respected.
"Hold up!" Finally, as they moved onto one particular bridge, a pair of men walked up to the other end from one of the sheds up top. Each man wielded a rifle in their hands with handguns slung on their waist.
"This is the territory of the Godfather Organization. State your name and purpose!" The leading guard was slightly overweight and looked to be in his 40s, wearing a set of jeans and a grey shirt. The second guard looked to be around the same age, wearing similar gear. They both had greying brown hair and short beards, looking almost like brothers.
"My name is Micheal and this is Sophia. We're both Irregulars that have yet to join any team and are here to request a meeting with Boss Shigun." He directly, and openly, stated their purpose.
Sneaking around and subterfuge were useful tools, but sometimes being honest was a tool in its own right. Micheal intended to establish a relationship with the Godfather Organization. If he opened up by lying about their identity, it would absolutely set them on the wrong foot.
"You are- hold on, come again?" The first speaker blinked as he looked from Micheal to Sophia, his face scrunched up. The other guard's eyes opened wide as he stared at them, nervously fingering his gun.
"We are both Irregulars that have not joined any team. We are requesting a meeting with Boss Shigun." He replied, his voice calm.
"Ah, alright. Okay. Uh, stay right here, let me phone that in." After a moment's thought, the man nodded and stepped back. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a rather large and clunky looking phone. The Godfather Organization, just like the Saru Group, had their own short-wave radio communications network.
Micheal and Sophia waited patiently, watching as this all went down.
After a few moments, the man returned, still holding the clunky phone in his hand.
"What do you want to meet the Head for? The Officers know of both of you." His voice held a hint of respect as he spoke, recognizing that both of them were far stronger than him.
"Before you answer, however, they requested that you prove your identity." The guard pointed to Sophia, his voice polite,
"You can make your eyes glow pink, right?"
Sophia nodded demurely, her eyes flicking to look at Micheal for a moment.
"Yes." She activated her Fairy Eyes. The air around them dropped in temperature, though she didn't target anyone in particular.
The guard nodded when he saw this, holding his hands up.
"Thanks, thanks, that's enough." He held the phone up to his head, talking into it briefly before he repeated his earlier question,
"So, why do you two want to meet the Head?" He looked at them sternly,
"Even if you are unsigned Irregulars, not just anyone can meet the Head." Despite his politeness, his voice contained steel as he stated this, his eyes flaring. The Godfather Organization was renowned for the loyalty of its members.
Micheal smiled,
'They've taken the bait.'
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Micheal looked into the mirror, his eyes cool.
A man wearing a sharp looking black suit and coat, with a light blue undershirt and a dark blue tie, looked back. The coat was midnight black, matching his dark slacks. A set of black dress shoes completed the outfit, shining ever so faintly.
Micheal adjusted the edge of his coat, pulling it tight. He then checked the size of his slacks, nodding.
"Looking sharp." Micheal smiled.
Through the Shop, one could find a variety of things. In the Miscellaneous Earth Objects section, it was possible to find large selections of clothing, much of it customizable. It was even possible to purchase clothes that specifically fit one's proportions.
Of course, the cost of customized clothes was not cheap. The clothes might've been produced and enhanced by the Shop, but they did not provide any special effects or powers.
The suit Micheal was looking at looked professionally made and had cost him several hundred Points.
He had winced at the expenditure when he looked it up, but had gone through with it in the end.
Appearances were extremely important to some people in the 7 Layers. Some groups put a great deal of opinion into first impressions, and one's physical look could contribute to that.
'Especially with the Godfather Organization.' His eyes gleamed as he nodded, finished looking himself over.
While the suit was tight and looked stylish, it was also very comfortable. He could easily move around in it. It didn't restrict him and wouldn't slow him down in combat.
He checked on the sheath he had added to his waist. It was golden colored and inlaid with detailed descriptions of some type of king fighting off monsters. His Steelborn Sword rested in it, fitting perfectly.
'Keeping my sword in a Spatial Ring isn't a bad strategy, but there are some Abilities that interfere with Spatial Storage objects.' He nodded as he confirmed his plan,
'Better to have it out already than get stuck in a fight swordless.'
He finished any other last-minute preparations and left the bathroom he had been standing in, making his way into the hallway. He glanced up and down it before wandering over towards the adjacent room.
He raised his hand to knock and then lowered it, smiling slightly.
'I'll wait.'
A few more minutes passed while he waited patiently. He practiced drawing and sheathing his blade in quick succession, getting used to the feel of a sheath again.
Finally, Micheal sensed footsteps. A moment later, the door he was waiting near opened up, revealing a beautiful girl.
Sophia was wearing a tight green dress that showed off her figure, her shoulder-length brown hair curled. She carried herself with a pristine aura, looking every bit a princess from some mythical fairy tale.
Micheal smiled.
"Looking sharp, girly! Ready to go?"
Sophia smiled back, giving him a thumbs up. Her eyes wavered slightly, however, betraying her nervousness.
"Let's go!"
.. .. .. .. .. ..
Micheal and Sophia made fast progress as they moved across the Cluster. After leaving the Open Market and taking out Xavier, they were already decently close to the location of the Godfather Organization's HQ.
'It's still afternoon.' Micheal glanced up at the sky briefly, noting the time. Most organizations ceased hunting at night due to the increased danger. The dark-skinned Morenkai blended into the night unnaturally well, making it an even more dangerous world.
They had opted to ditch their masks for now. Right now, their Heron and Crane identities were compromised to some degree, though it was doubtful word would've spread yet. Ultimately, the identities were easily discarded if necessary, though Micheal liked the idea of keeping them around for now. He was considering using them as a cover when he was in the Main Cluster, pretending to be a part of one of the major organizations.
'They likely don't know they were hit with Sophia's Fairy Eyes. Her illusions created a myriad of images, none of them will remember the pink glow she gave off.' The unsuspecting attack would've had a great impact on the psyche of the team they'd ambushed.
In no time at all, they entered the region controlled by the Godfather Organization.
Along the way, they had been attacked by only a single shambling Morenkai. Micheal had made short work of it, killing it with ease as they moved forward. They luckily didn't encounter any active teams, though they did spot a few fighting against Morenkai on neighboring skyscrapers.
As they entered the zone controlled by the Godfather Organization, Micheal spotted several armed scouts on patrol, keeping watch for enemies. The Godfather Organization was territorial, like many of the other big forces, not letting small teams butt into their hunting ground.
'Well, they have more of an excuse for it.' The organization helped train younger teens and cared for those too young to take care of themselves. Of all the major powers in his Cluster, this was the only one he truly respected.
"Hold up!" Finally, as they moved onto one particular bridge, a pair of men walked up to the other end from one of the sheds up top. Each man wielded a rifle in their hands with handguns slung on their waist.
"This is the territory of the Godfather Organization. State your name and purpose!" The leading guard was slightly overweight and looked to be in his 40s, wearing a set of jeans and a grey shirt. The second guard looked to be around the same age, wearing similar gear. They both had greying brown hair and short beards, looking almost like brothers.
"My name is Micheal and this is Sophia. We're both Irregulars that have yet to join any team and are here to request a meeting with Boss Shigun." He directly, and openly, stated their purpose.
Sneaking around and subterfuge were useful tools, but sometimes being honest was a tool in its own right. Micheal intended to establish a relationship with the Godfather Organization. If he opened up by lying about their identity, it would absolutely set them on the wrong foot.
"You are- hold on, come again?" The first speaker blinked as he looked from Micheal to Sophia, his face scrunched up. The other guard's eyes opened wide as he stared at them, nervously fingering his gun.
"We are both Irregulars that have not joined any team. We are requesting a meeting with Boss Shigun." He replied, his voice calm.
"Ah, alright. Okay. Uh, stay right here, let me phone that in." After a moment's thought, the man nodded and stepped back. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a rather large and clunky looking phone. The Godfather Organization, just like the Saru Group, had their own short-wave radio communications network.
Micheal and Sophia waited patiently, watching as this all went down.
After a few moments, the man returned, still holding the clunky phone in his hand.
"What do you want to meet the Head for? The Officers know of both of you." His voice held a hint of respect as he spoke, recognizing that both of them were far stronger than him.
"Before you answer, however, they requested that you prove your identity." The guard pointed to Sophia, his voice polite,
"You can make your eyes glow pink, right?"
Sophia nodded demurely, her eyes flicking to look at Micheal for a moment.
"Yes." She activated her Fairy Eyes. The air around them dropped in temperature, though she didn't target anyone in particular.
The guard nodded when he saw this, holding his hands up.
"Thanks, thanks, that's enough." He held the phone up to his head, talking into it briefly before he repeated his earlier question,
"So, why do you two want to meet the Head?" He looked at them sternly,
"Even if you are unsigned Irregulars, not just anyone can meet the Head." Despite his politeness, his voice contained steel as he stated this, his eyes flaring. The Godfather Organization was renowned for the loyalty of its members.
Micheal smiled,
'They've taken the bait.'
.
Micheal looked into the mirror, his eyes cool.A man wearing a sharp looking black suit and coat, with a light blue undershirt and a dark blue tie, looked back. The coat was midnight black, matching his dark slacks. A set of black dress shoes completed the outfit, shining ever so faintly.Micheal adjusted the edge of his coat, pulling it tight. He then checked the size of his slacks, nodding."Looking sharp." Micheal smiled.Through the Shop, one could find a variety of things. In the Miscellaneous Earth Objects section, it was possible to find large selections of clothing, much of it customizable. It was even possible to purchase clothes that specifically fit one's proportions.Of course, the cost of customized clothes was not cheap. The clothes might've been produced and enhanced by the Shop, but they did not provide any special effects or powers.The suit Micheal was looking at looked professionally made and had cost him several hundred Points.He had winced at the expenditure when he looked it up, but had gone through with it in the end.Appearances were extremely important to some people in the 7 Layers. Some groups put a great deal of opinion into first impressions, and one's physical look could contribute to that.'Especially with the Godfather Organization.' His eyes gleamed as he nodded, finished looking himself over.While the suit was tight and looked stylish, it was also very comfortable. He could easily move around in it. It didn't restrict him and wouldn't slow him down in combat.He checked on the sheath he had added to his waist. It was golden colored and inlaid with detailed descriptions of some type of king fighting off monsters. His Steelborn Sword rested in it, fitting perfectly.'Keeping my sword in a Spatial Ring isn't a bad strategy, but there are some Abilities that interfere with Spatial Storage objects.' He nodded as he confirmed his plan,'Better to have it out already than get stuck in a fight swordless.'He finished any other last-minute preparations and left the bathroom he had been standing in, making his way into the hallway. He glanced up and down it before wandering over towards the adjacent room.He raised his hand to knock and then lowered it, smiling slightly.'I'll wait.'A few more minutes passed while he waited patiently. He practiced drawing and sheathing his blade in quick succession, getting used to the feel of a sheath again.Finally, Micheal sensed footsteps. A moment later, the door he was waiting near opened up, revealing a beautiful girl.Sophia was wearing a tight green dress that showed off her figure, her shoulder-length brown hair curled. She carried herself with a pristine aura, looking every bit a princess from some mythical fairy tale.Micheal smiled."Looking sharp, girly! Ready to go?"Sophia smiled back, giving him a thumbs up. Her eyes wavered slightly, however, betraying her nervousness."Let's go!".. .. .. .. .. ..Micheal and Sophia made fast progress as they moved across the Cluster. After leaving the Open Market and taking out Xavier, they were already decently close to the location of the Godfather Organization's HQ.'It's still afternoon.' Micheal glanced up at the sky briefly, noting the time. Most organizations ceased hunting at night due to the increased danger. The dark-skinned Morenkai blended into the night unnaturally well, making it an even more dangerous world.They had opted to ditch their masks for now. Right now, their Heron and Crane identities were compromised to some degree, though it was doubtful word would've spread yet. Ultimately, the identities were easily discarded if necessary, though Micheal liked the idea of keeping them around for now. He was considering using them as a cover when he was in the Main Cluster, pretending to be a part of one of the major organizations.'They likely don't know they were hit with Sophia's Fairy Eyes. Her illusions created a myriad of images, none of them will remember the pink glow she gave off.' The unsuspecting attack would've had a great impact on the psyche of the team they'd ambushed.In no time at all, they entered the region controlled by the Godfather Organization.Along the way, they had been attacked by only a single shambling Morenkai. Micheal had made short work of it, killing it with ease as they moved forward. They luckily didn't encounter any active teams, though they did spot a few fighting against Morenkai on neighboring skyscrapers.As they entered the zone controlled by the Godfather Organization, Micheal spotted several armed scouts on patrol, keeping watch for enemies. The Godfather Organization was territorial, like many of the other big forces, not letting small teams butt into their hunting ground.'Well, they have more of an excuse for it.' The organization helped train younger teens and cared for those too young to take care of themselves. Of all the major powers in his Cluster, this was the only one he truly respected."Hold up!" Finally, as they moved onto one particular bridge, a pair of men walked up to the other end from one of the sheds up top. Each man wielded a rifle in their hands with handguns slung on their waist."This is the territory of the Godfather Organization. State your name and purpose!" The leading guard was slightly overweight and looked to be in his 40s, wearing a set of jeans and a grey shirt. The second guard looked to be around the same age, wearing similar gear. They both had greying brown hair and short beards, looking almost like brothers."My name is Micheal and this is Sophia. We're both Irregulars that have yet to join any team and are here to request a meeting with Boss Shigun." He directly, and openly, stated their purpose.Sneaking around and subterfuge were useful tools, but sometimes being honest was a tool in its own right. Micheal intended to establish a relationship with the Godfather Organization. If he opened up by lying about their identity, it would absolutely set them on the wrong foot."You are- hold on, come again?" The first speaker blinked as he looked from Micheal to Sophia, his face scrunched up. The other guard's eyes opened wide as he stared at them, nervously fingering his gun."We are both Irregulars that have not joined any team. We are requesting a meeting with Boss Shigun." He replied, his voice calm."Ah, alright. Okay. Uh, stay right here, let me phone that in." After a moment's thought, the man nodded and stepped back. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a rather large and clunky looking phone. The Godfather Organization, just like the Saru Group, had their own short-wave radio communications network.Micheal and Sophia waited patiently, watching as this all went down.After a few moments, the man returned, still holding the clunky phone in his hand."What do you want to meet the Head for? The Officers know of both of you." His voice held a hint of respect as he spoke, recognizing that both of them were far stronger than him."Before you answer, however, they requested that you prove your identity." The guard pointed to Sophia, his voice polite,"You can make your eyes glow pink, right?"Sophia nodded demurely, her eyes flicking to look at Micheal for a moment."Yes." She activated her Fairy Eyes. The air around them dropped in temperature, though she didn't target anyone in particular.The guard nodded when he saw this, holding his hands up."Thanks, thanks, that's enough." He held the phone up to his head, talking into it briefly before he repeated his earlier question,"So, why do you two want to meet the Head?" He looked at them sternly,"Even if you are unsigned Irregulars, not just anyone can meet the Head." Despite his politeness, his voice contained steel as he stated this, his eyes flaring. The Godfather Organization was renowned for the loyalty of its members.Micheal smiled,'They've taken the bait.'.
