Gained Approval | Chamber & Viper

Three

A hand with such history reached for a clean, white cloth to wipe his special, customized guns. The owner cleaned it as if his life depended on it ㅡ well, it did. It was a blessing and a curse.

The golden lines on his body shone under the light he had in the basement where he had a storage hid behind a hidden door. It was where he placed his guns.

Travelling for him had always been easy due to the skills and abilities he was gifted with and worked hard for. A teleportation device that he carried with him day-and-night, a device that could detect motion and slow whoever stepped in the area it was currently placed in.

Continuous vibrations came from the device he just bought last week after his previous one got damaged from his last mission. Almost a minute after, he answered the call, listening to the familiar voice.

"Were you able to save the girl?"

"You mean that fine, mysterious lady? Oui, monsieur. Of course, I'm Chamber." A smirk found its way up his face, memories of her came to mind along with him finishing the armed men perfectly with one of his customized guns.

"Great job...as always." Brimstone, their leader, let out a sigh, slightly forced to compliment the latter who held in his chuckle. "Merci, Brimstone. What shall I do next?" Chamber asked, picking up the gun he just cleaned and made his way over to the storage room, carefully placing it on his perfectly, handmade, carved casing on the wall right above a specialized operator of his.

Its golden skin shone brightly, almost glowing with how squeaky clean it was. The tall lad closed the door behind him, double locking it before walking upstairs, closing the basement door and walked his way up to the washroom.

"Well, that's it for now, Chamber. Thank you for your service and cooperation. You may now come back to the HQ anytime you want. Just give us a call and we'll send out a spaceship for you." Brimstone disconnected through the unique intercom that only the agents from their headquarters owned. It could be molded to their liking, mirroring their personalities and aesthetics.

Chamber's customized golden earpiece with blue, pink and white streaks painted all over were placed far from the sink along with his black, slightly thick-rimmed glasses. The speakers placed on the side, far from the shower started to play music from a playlist he made.

The middle-aged man's shower started to fog up due to usage of warm water; letting it flow all over his figure and face as he used soap, shampoo and conditioner, thoroughly cleaning himself before rinsing.

An exhausted and disappointed sigh escaped his peach pink lips, remembering how the armed man had no respect for the lady. It was revolting and unforgivable.

To do such a thing to a fine lady with such ill intentions. Disgusting. Maybe, I should've shot him both in the head and heart.

"Though, I will say that I wasn't ordered to do so."

Once he finished, Chamber grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, leaving the upper half of his body exposed to the night's breeze ㅡ slightly enjoying it.

A few amount of water droplets rolled down from his chest to his chiseled abs, producing a bit of coldness to his skin ㅡ wondering where such a cold breeze came from. He shivered a bit and decided to close the windows of his bedroom after fixing the curtains.

The latter took a deep breath before completely drying himself with a different towel along with a blow dryer. His usual straight, slicked-back hair was now covering his eyebrows, slightly wavy due to him blow drying it. Hair strands were all over the place; though, it looked good on him. Seeing a part of him relaxed was quite different.