---------------------------------------------<br/>Suki "Archangel"<br/>08:00-8:05 pm<br/>Floor 50<br/>Algade Town Square<br/>---------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Suki enjoyed the sights and sounds of the city around her, but for the larger part, didn't partake in the event, so much as reap the rewards. During the halloween event when the safe zone was taken down, she went about eliminating the wanted men in a methodical and mechanical way. Though she didn't get the special item drops, she made more money than anyone else that day, along with a single piece of special gear from one of her clientele. It was a strange business, killing in a game. It took Suki a long time to come to terms with exactly what she was doing, but she had been a part of the murderer guilds, seen just how far their evil influence spread and experienced some of the worst they had to offer. It was christmas in the darkest way imaginable for Suki tonight. Her reverie was snapped somewhat by the swath of people and the items being sold. It was only a glance at the message, but Suki recognized her more goodly counterpart, Skosha. "Huntress" and "Archangel" were two sides of the same coin, that being the one of vigilante justice. She already had a full list of targets for when the safe zone would supposedly come down and the various prices on their heads, but she always liked to add more.<br/><br/>Though she wasn't exactly a discreetly dressed woman in the throng of casually dressed players and NPCs, she was left mostly unnoticed, her hide skill rendering her all but invisible while active. She started to gravitate towards the girl selling the items, those recognizing her stepping out of the way ever so slightly and those that didn't being nudged out of the way. The strangest part of her gait was the absolute lack of noise. Her boots didn't emit any of the noise files that regular ones did, instead, just the motion of her walking and the brushing of her own leather against that of the crowds. Suki finally broke through the ring and in her colder, impassive voice, began to address Skosha like she was an NPC. "Skosha. I would request any names you have written down for known PKers in this city. You don't need to know why. I'm willing to pay a substantial sum or my services." She had to pull her mask down to talk, lest it get dirty. Her features were extremely feminine, but her eyes were always set in an impassive stare. The contrast between the two was evident. Though her outfit left little to the imagination, Suki's covered her entire body, save the top half of her head, whereas her goodly counterpart was showing off plenty. The outfit made Suki a little angry, but it was never shown to the innocent, and Skosha was innocent, and frankly useful. Only after she was done speaking did Suki notice the man attempting to make conversation. In her own particular fashion, she stared directly at him, unwavering.<br/><br/>