Later on that night, I ignored the suit and just dressed like I'm going to work like back in the states with nothing but a gray plain Hanes T-shirt, Blue Jeans. I slipped a pare of military boot camp, training boots. Since the temperature is below 40 degrees (not something I'm used too), I wore a long black trench coat, which extends nearly down to my ankles and a pair of black leather gloves.
I met you down at the lobby and you were dressed casual like a modern office lady that was not from Central Asia, Middle-East, ect. As usual, your choice of attire does not expose much your legs at all.
“How long are you planning to keep staring at me,” You said with such a distaste.
I nearly choked on my saliva when I was caught in the act.
“And what's with that look?” I sneered. You gave me the silent treatment as a response. “You look very . . . lov . . . normal tonight.”
“Whatever,” you rolled your eyes sarcastically. “Just behave yourself tonight.”
Something was bothering you. I could tell by your body language. I choose to ignored it and mind my own business. Just before we enter the gathering chamber were the banquet was, you put your hand on my right shoulder.
“I know that you had privately came into contact with the elder Kitsune. Be very careful with that one. I've witnessed what she's capable of.”
“Hmm . . . let me guess. She's has a vampiric ability the sucks the Yang energy and vitality out of any male. How I know this is that she invaded my bath time and wanted a 'taste sample'. But it was all thanks to KK's Jarvas preventing that”
Your brows furrowed and fist clenched tightly.
“I knew it! Chicky! You do not know the horror of the aftermath. It is a very painful death to any male that are unfortunate fallen victim. They age rapidly and withered into dust.”
My gut twisted by the mentioned of that. What a wicked way to perish. As I was lost in thoughts, sudden I felt something brushed against my legs. Looking down, it was a little girl. Perhaps five to six years old. She fell on her behind, but she never wailed. I reached down and lifted her to her feet. Her complexion was very pale as if I were going yell or strike her.
I sighed and smiled sweetly, “Are you alright, little Missy?”
The little girl backed away in from me with fear, “Bad man!” She then sprinted away.
I frowned as I watched the girl ran to her mother. It was no one other than Emily Tilling. I could not hear what she was saying to her daughter, but I had a pretty could idea that she was warning her daughter to stay away from me. That I understand. After all, I'm the number one most wanted man and terrorist in the world with over a billion US dollar bounty on my head.
Emily glared at me as I looked into her eyes. My lips curved with a malevolent sneer. My eyes become predatory like. Immediately, I saw the fear in her eyes. Quickly, she tugged on her daughter's hand and fled from my view.
You sighed, “Seriously! You are starting to freak me out with those eyes” You jested.
“Huh,” I shrugged. “It's not like I'm going to rape her or anything,” I laughed.
“Whatever. Who knows what's brewing in that perverted mind of yours. Come on lets enjoy the party.”
I just only laughed boisterously. People started looking at me with weird and funny faces, but I ignored them.
Not to long after I greet everyone and try my best to avoid the lustful Alexandra Romanov. There was a long table, full of nourishment from appetizers to desserts. Everyone joined and the festivity. It was later that night, that me and you were summoned to the VIP's room that held all the debriefing of espionage and mission.
Tricksie and Qia were only presented.
“Have a seat,” Tricksie said.
Although I could not see what she looks like because her entire body was shrouded in white light that made her look like an angel, I could imagine that she must be a very beautiful or a decent looking woman underneath that aura. You then suddenly nudged my in the rib with a displeasing attitude as you read my mind. I nearly choked on my Saliva.
“Thanking you for not property dressing up properly,” Tricksie said I she shot me a killing intent. I sweat-dropped. “Onto business. You will be given your first assignment in the field. In the past 24 hours, we have been monitoring any activities relating to Tijasar. His minions are disperse worldwide. Thanks to Kazekage's hacking, we got a lead on one of his minions.”
Tricksie brought the image on the two large LCD screens that had satellite and radar. It was the image of an Arab man. In his late forties or earl fifties.
“Abd al Sami origins could lead back to Al Qaida regime. He is one of Tijasar's henchmen. He specializes in human trafficking and one of the biggest organizations in the world. His main targets are females, especially, children that are sold to slavers on the global black market. I also have Intel that he has a seller over seas. There is no intel on the identity of the seller. However, Kazekage was able to confirmed that the seller is from the UK.
“Your mission is to infiltrate Adb al Sami's stronghold and capture this man alive and rescue the slaves. TXD will be accompany you. As you can see on the screen,” satellite image zooms in to land. “The stronghold is located in Pakistan Kohlu. Infrared Satellite indicates the stronghold has has over fifty Taliban sentries guarding that location.”
“Wait, what are the Taliban doing in Pakistan territory? Does the Pakistani government know about this?” I asked.
“That's what it appears to look life from the service. There are no Taliban in this region of Pakistan. These are indeed Pakistani soldiers in disguise.”
“Good heavens,” you retorted.
“Crimson, you have 48 hours to complete your VR weapons, combat and physical training until you are to be put into the field. That will be all.”