"Welcome to Winnfield, Kansas, mo'fuckahs!" He exclaimed to the two other people alongside him. He was a blonde-haired man wearing denim jeans and fur-lined winter boots, with a black leather jacket. It was necessary for him to wear such clothing, as snow covered the land and the streets of the big city they just arrived in. His hair was shoulder length but messy looking, with flecks of different colors peppered on it. "Goddamn, I haven't been in this fuckin' city fo' so long! It's so nice ta' be back, dipshits!" He said to himself aloud.<br/><br/>"Yay!" The black haired woman beside him excitedly said, with her hands extended upward as if she was celebrating a victory. She tied her hair into a ponytail, and wore a green komon kimono and over it a short winter coat called hanten, colored a darker green. Her footwear were the wooden traditional geta sandals, and she wore long white socks to coat her feet from the cold air of winter.<br/><br/>Right beside her, in turn, is a bespectacled man with brown temple-length wavy hair, who opted to say nothing and look around the streets of the city. He wore a double-breasted trench coat, leather gloves and military boots. The colors of his attire were darker than his two companions, and he carried a suitcase. While all of them carried various travel bags containing personal possessions, this coated man seemed to carry the most weight aside from the suitcase he had on hand. He then looked at his wristwatch, as he said to the blonde man, "Neo, we still have about thirty minutes left before the scheduled time for the meeting when your contact arrives. Any more plans before we proceed to the assigned rendezvous point?"<br/><br/>"Ratt, we shoulda be goin' to the hotel and droppin' our shit t'ere. Don't tell me ya' plan to lug all dis shit 'round all the way to tha temple. We ain't a buncha fuckin' bums," Neo said. "'Sides, don't tell me we ain't goin' to use dat penthouse fo' nuffin'. Ya' reserved it, foo'!"<br/><br/>"That is naturally a given, Neo," The bespectacled man replied. "What I am asking is what will be our course of action after we have our travel luggage unpacked and sorted into the hotel room."<br/><br/>"Rattus-san, then you should have said such before asking the question," The woman in Japanese clothing said. "Because it was not clear to me either."<br/><br/>"Yukina 'ere even gets it, nig'. And she a retarded Jap," Neo acknowledged her. "But yeah, we should be goin' to the temple righ' afta' we unload all o' our stuff, cap'n. Clarence and dem Mages will always be t'ere, he said. I gotta help a nigga' out, man. He a nigga', I'm a crackah, but we go deep. I ain't lettin' em down."<br/><br/>"It is very curious that you are offering aid with such enthusiasm to someone, Neo," Rattus told him. "I have a hunch that you will get a reward after this task has been complete, and such observation is consistent with your previous demonstrated behavior."<br/><br/>"But Neo-san also said that he has some kind of brotherhood with these people. They are both working with magic, so is not that good reason why he would help them out? They seem to be friends, onii-chan." Yukina said.<br/><br/>"Dude, ya' gettin' rusty, 'cause Jappy 'ere is mo' righ' than you righ' now." Neo told Rattus. "They gone do me a good favor back in tha' 90s, so we gotta keep touch, in case they hafta' sumfin' that needs my skillz, man. It's just payin' back favors, and ya' shoulda know dat by now too, assho'. Ain't the first time I did something lik' dat."<br/><br/>"Then I concede to the points raised up by both of you. We shall head to the hotel how, and prepare for the meeting." Rattus said to them as they headed down the street, towards a parked taxi cab.