Do. Your. Worst! »Feitan Portor«

Method 21 - The Chain User

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The thought to stop at my hotel room to get a change of clothes certainly crossed my mind as I opted to jump across buildings rather than to walk down the lonely streets; blissfully aware that if the air wasn't crashing against me as I hopped from roof to roof, then I'd spiral into a negative mental state that I just could not risk attaining when I was soon to be on a mission.

And so, the thought to change my clothes dissipated. I realised I shouldn't delay myself anymore than the journey to return to base already would. As I jumped across the tall YorkNew buildings, I allowed my lips to twitch up slightly.

It was... odd.

A strange, reoccurring sense of freedom built up in my chest as the cold air attacked my s/c skin and for reasons that I could not comprehend — no matter how hard I attempted to grasp it; it just seemed so out of reach.

I hated it.

And I hated myself for allowing my being to even consider the thought of accepting that feeling when I had no right to.

I felt disgusting.

My pitiful smile (that I was sure replicated one of a cat's) became a flat line and, much to my utter delight, that feeling slowly washed away as the inviting aura of the Phantom Troupe enveloped me.

With the rubble ridden base in sight, I relished in the suffocating feeling I had grown so accustomed to that it was almost humorous.

As I approached the main entrance, I heard chatter inside, I could only assume the message was sent slightly sooner than necessary so they wouldn't have to wait too long. How considerate of them.

Though I had not wanted to distract from the conversation at hand, it seemed Chrollo was already aware that I had arrived and directed his attention to me. "Ah. Y/n, just when I needed you, actually..." he trailed.

"Oh?" I let out a sound of acknowledgment as I looked for the crate that I had been sat on previously only to come up empty handed. Looks like a fight was going to break out. Probably got relocated for safety.

My eyes darted between the troupe members for a moment in an attempt to decipher what had happened when I was away. Raising my eyebrow just enough to show I had noticed something had happened, I took a seat on a nearby pile of rubble.

He stared at me for a moment and from the thoughtful look on his face, I could only guess that he was thinking about how he was going to word his next statement. "I have been enlightened about a recent situation that took place here before I had hired you for the 'body guard' mission." he finally spoke.

I nodded slowly. "I see..."

"Machi has a hunch and her instincts are too reliable to just ignore." he said making a pointed look to the pink haired troupe member in a succeeded attempt to show me who 'Machi' was.

"She believes that the two boys who had been here are acquainted with the Chain User. We understand that the Chain User seems to work a solo operation; so they may know him without even being aware of it." he explained.

"In simple terms," Machi spoke after the boss had finished. "We need to be sure you won't go against the plan if your brother does end up being friends with the Chain User."