Came into town (open)

[taylorjoseph]

Dark Rose couldn't believe just how big of an idiot he had become over the last few months. First during his last job he not only failed to carry out the job but he also got his employer arrested. Not only that but because of his actions he had become blacklisted in the japanese crime syndicate. However now he had gotten a new lease on life, someone in New York decided that Dark Rose was the type of person that they were looking for. This was going to be his chance to undue the biggest mistake in his life because as soon as he stepped off this subway he was going to have a clean slate.

If there was one thing that Dark Rose could not stand it would be what he considered to be ugly people. As he looked around at the people he was in the subway cart with he could only shake his head in disgust. I go from being one of the most feared men in Japan to being trapped in a subway cart with gutter trash he thought to himself. He kept peeking out the window to see if they were getting any closer to the subway stop so he could get away from these freaks. That's when it happend a child came and sat next to him. At first the child glared at Dark Rose which wasn't a big problem after all who could not stop and stare. However the kid had spotted the mask that Dark Rose wears and decided to play with it.

This is not the way for me to start my new lifehe softly spoke to the kid. Dark Rose slowly reached into his jacket where his sword was in its resting place. He gave a glare at the child and slowly started to remove his sword. Looks like you just made the biggest mistake of your short life kid. That's when the child's mother perhaps sensing danger came over and told the kid the return the mask to Dark Rose. Dark Rose lifted his hand from the handle of his sword and smiled at the mother. No problem, boys will be boyshe said to the mother as the train finally came to its stop.

Dark Rose got up from his seat and darted out of the subway cart and ran up the stairs. He was slow close to once again ruining his life all because of his nasty temper. Perhaps while he made a home in New York he would look to get that under control.

[inez]

Business had been a bit rough for Inez, people just didn’t want to kill other people like they use to, and the fact that she was not the only mercenary out there was not helping her chances. She had a suspicion that because she was a female, people felt less inclined to hire her, after all females were still seen as the weaker sex in ways, though many kept that to themselves. Still, Inez had more guts than most men would even know what to do with, and despite her rough patch, she was determined to get back on track. All she had to do was get some big jobs, and then bam, her name would be out there. The blonde had also contemplated the idea of opening her own company, but how was she even supposed to advertise for employees?

So far, most of her jobs had consisted of angry housewives who wanted their cheating husbands dead, which was not bad work, but it was also not the best work either, especially when her clients would change their mind. It always infuriated her, after all she had just wasted her time, and time was money. Not much she could do about it though, her lips parting to allow a sigh to befall them as she looked around, blue eyes scanning the area as her hands rested upon her hips. With how many people there were in New York, one would think it would be easier to find a job. If only that were true…

So distracted by her own thoughts, she did not notice the male more or less barreling up the subway stairs, nearly slamming right into him, though she managed to move out of the way just in time. “Where’s the fire, bub?” she asked, raising an eyebrow as her southern droll rolled off her tongue easily. She really could not get a good look at the man, but for some reason he was giving her to creeps. “Might want to be more careful next time, big fella,” she added, that naturally crooked smirk donning her features as she spoke.

Outfit

[taylorjoseph]

In his rush to see the so called beatuy of New York, Dark Rose didn't notice when he almost bumped into someone while running up the stairs. As he was just about to reach the top step he heard this person call to him. "Might want to be more careful next time" Dark Rose had heard. Just who did this person think they were talking to like that. Dark Rose who still could not control his blood from boiling turned around expecting to see some muscle bound oaf.

However when he turned around he saw a woman standing in front of him with a smirk on her face. As he got a good luck at her only one thought kept coming in and out of his mind. She looks like nothing but trouble, Dark Rose kept telling himself inside his head. However just in case she was Dark Rose turned around and slowly walked down towards the woman. As he got within 7 feet of her he stopped and stared for what seemed to be 45 seconds to 1 minute.

He focuses in on the woman's eyes to see if there is any intent to start a commotion. The last thing Dark Rose needed at this point was for any kind of police to get involved. So to diffuse the situation he begins to issue a sort of apollgy to the woman. It seems that in my state of mind I didn't notice such a charming creature in my way. Perhaps we could give a more formal introduction my name is Dark Rose by the way.Dark Rose extends his hand with a smile that would frighten grown men away. This could either go one of two ways and for once Dark Rose hoped it would go the easy way.

[inez]

An eyebrow rose upon her forehead as he stared at her, not quite sure what he was doing. When he had originally stopped, she was expecting an immediate apology, or for him to start telling her off (the people of New York were just charming like that), but instead he merely stared at her. It was rather irritating, and she was about to snap at him before skulking off and leaving him to his own devices—she had better things to do than have a staring contest with some oversized wannabe tough guy—when he finally did open his mouth to speak.

The blonde was not quite sure if he was being condescending or not, though she shook his hand briefly nonetheless before running her fingers through her short blonde tresses, hip jutting out to allow her left hand to rest upon it. What kind of name was Dark Rose? Obviously it was not his real name, or maybe it was—people named their children some weird things these days, not to mention people would change their names as well. Still, the thought of giving out her real name to a stranger who had just tried to stare her down and was now giving her a rather creepy smile just did not sit well with Inez.

“Name’s Outlaw,” she replied simply, choosing to give him her alias. The female was better known as “Outlaw” anyway, though a lot of people still referred to her as “Crazy Inez”, a nickname she despised—though her employers usually knew better than to call her this, and so did her fellow mercenaries, and if they didn’t…well, they would learn soon enough. “And what state of mind would that be, cowboy?” she inquired curiously, having no intentions of starting anything. Why would she? Not like she was getting paid to do it.