Unon stares up at the sky, wondering what was taking so long. He had been long ready for his target to appear again, but for some reason, it was not quite as quick as he thought it would be. Both his hands now held guns, a matching pair of silver pistol shaped weapons, but what kind they were really was a mystery. They were unique, the only make of their kind.<br/><br/>After a while, his ears perk up. Footsteps were coming his way. His red eyes light up with glee, and a grin slips onto his face. It was about time the other got done with his business. So Unon could do his own. The target now in sright, heading inside a building, he raises his arm, and fires, the gun silent. However, as the bullet bounced off the floor through the window and into another direction, the sound was like that of a rocket propelled bouncy ball hitting a huge iron wall. Going he moves quickly, and was inside in an instant, to reveal that all who were in already were dead, bodies scattered all over the floor, bullet holes in the center of their forehead.<br/><br/>"You're not going anywhere." Unon says, voice deadly. Stepping forward, his gun raised, pointed straight at Kazuki's head, his finger more than ready to pull the trigger. "You get money your way, and I get money....my way." He steps into clear view. Unon was wearing an all black outfit. Jacket, pants, boots, and gloves. All black. The only color to him were his glowing blood red. And, in a moment, the trigger was pulled, and another pool of red forms around the dead body. Kneeling down, he rips a piece of the man's suit, pocketing it as evidence of the job being done.<br/><br/>He doesn't stay any longer, lingering would be trouble. So, once outside the building, he jumps with unnatural strength, hand clasping on a bar beneath a fire escape three floors up, pulling himself over and flipping with amazing agility to the escape. Dashing away, he saw out of the corner of his eye a really tall man, but pays no heed as he disappeared in to the shadows of the alley way.