The male counterpart of the unlikely pair of often times assassins, sometimes high priced thieves, poked his head out following his partners comments. Casually chewing on a piece of hay, Kyou Hayami (http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs10/i/2006/081/4/5/Joshuan_The_Monk_Sketch_by_WillDan.jpg) usually maintained a generally calm demeanor considering the danger of their line of work - or especially the type of company he kept. Today wasn't really any different, although the former monk turned assassin/thief could understand Sayuri's own concerns. His original hunch had warned the man against taking on this assignment, for many of the same reasons his partner felt on the matter. However, Kyou also had a weakness toward several vices such as monetary value, and the chance of earning a hefty amount of money without needing to dirty their blades for a change was a prospect which sang out to the man.<br/><br/>"You're right. It has been easy. But we shouldn't be surprised considering the advanced preparations offered by our 'clients'." The male addressed her concerns, even if he'd not been totally convinced himself on the matter before shaking away such thoughts reluctance which they couldn't afford to linger on at this point, "This is a higher profile target then what we're normally tasked to dealing with. At the same time, the coin is far too good for us to pass up such a rare opportunity. So just keep on your guard, and if a worst case scenario were to occur? Well, we've fought our way out of far deadlier situations while up against stronger defenses than any pampered nobleman's guard can muster."<br/><br/>A confident smirk spread across his features at the last part. Some may consider such a boast to be a result of overconfidence. And perhaps there was some truth to the notion? But after the number of jobs and encounters they'd been through over the past couple of years - often times dealing with inhuman monstrosities which few others had lived to tell the tales about - it didn't seem quite so odd a notion for Kyou to carry such pride in their own abilities. At the same time, the assassin remained cautious, as he always was, when it came to actually carrying out the final execution of their assignment.<br/><br/>However, the man's attention had been diverted, albeit momentarily, by the sudden teasing advances of his devilish cohort. Stifling a light groan as she pressed into him, a strong hand moved over to gently caress along her hip as he inquired with a hushed tone, "....If I said 'Yes', is there any chance you would actually let me fill you quickly before we moved to make our grand entrance?"<br/><br/>Pausing to await any response, it didn't really matter what she may or may not say, as Kyou already knew her well enough to realize it was little else then an attempt at testing her fully human companion. "There are men who would have a woman killed for less then what you do to me at times like this...." He grumbled under his breath - shooting her a brief glare before taking another look around and finally signaling for them to make their move.<br/><br/>Moving within the shadows, the pair scaled a wall which the earlier blueprints had shown would lead them toward a narrow walkway with a hidden entrance leading directly into the room where their targeted artifact was supposedly held for safe keeping. Currently wearing his robes with the hood pulled over his head, Kyou had lead the way as they found the false stone which triggered the wall - watching as it slid open with considerable dust falling down to indicate how rarely this was used. Such a delicate detail for the people who gave them the blueprints to be aware of, which had set off another warning sign for the male. Not that they hadn't dealt with those whom tried double dealing schemes in the past, but the further they got involved with this assignment, the more Kyou started to doubt his judgment call of accepting the job.<br/><br/>Either way, it was far too late for them to pull out now, as they made their way through the secret passage - following through the hidden path until reaching the other end and cautiously triggered the hidden doorway to open. On the other side of the wall, a doorway shaped portion of the Lord's chambers would suddenly push outward and slide aside seemingly of its own accord. The resulting noise wasn't terribly loud, with the hidden wall being obscured behind an old looking yet extravagantly designed tapestry of likely expensive quality and taste which hung over it. Kyou lead the way, moving a hand to cautiously pull aside the lush material of said tapestry and reveal the private chambers to their line of view.<br/><br/>Slowly stepping into the room, keeping as close to the shadows as possible, Kyou's eyes would take a moment for completely adjusting to the interior of the room. What would take less time for adjustment, however, was his sense of smell - which quickly picked up the familiar scent of blood in the room. Reactively, the trained killer reached under his cloak and grasped at the hilt of his blade with one hand, as those partially hooded eyes roamed over the interior of the room until spotting the source of the relatively fresh scent. "What in the seven hells..." The former monk whispered while gazing upon the sight of the lone figure holding up a blade while another - considerably less 'lively' - body remained on the floor in a pool of its own blood.<br/><br/>Uncertain on what to make of the scene at first, Kyou was quick at drawing out his own blade, yet kept from making the first offensive move and being mindful of his companions own presence while addressing the armed woman, "Easy now. How about you keep to your distance and tell us what is going on around here?"<br/><br/>His voice was surprisingly steady, while showing clear signs of concern and uneasiness of this unexpected development. The man's eyes were also quick at observing and grasping a loose idea of the situation. The fine garments of the murdered male, obviously marking him as one of high nobility for even those whom may not recognize his face. The female's own manner of dress. The dagger. Oh, yes, that dagger. It was perhaps the most distressing detail for Kyou, as his fingers began to tighten around the hilt of his own blade.<br/><br/>"Where did you get that weapon?" He asked rather accusingly, albeit showing enough doubt within his tone to indicate his wanting to hear her it from herself. If Kyou had no doubt of her being the one behind what was a very clear setup, then she'd already be pinned to a wall by Sayuri and himself. As it were, however, the male stood there, body tensed with the realization of what they may have been set up for, as he got to the point, "Who are you, woman? Did you kill this man? Answer truthful. Or we'll know."