Me? A helpful member of the team? I wonder what's the world coming to. Yoosei thought for herself. She snapped out of her thoughts once she felt the dragon's claw holding her own. A soft blush cross her tender cheeks and her tails immediately wag happily as she then walks with him towards the lift.
As the lift doors closed and they propelled back up to the third floor, Steven walked into his office once more and sat behind his seat, lighting a fat cigar and smoking it for a moment - a tradition passed down from the many leaders of the Southern Cross before rolling forward in his seat. "Encounter Shadow have sent Blood Storm, a codenamed C Class to Retrina Mountain. I want you to stop the chaos he's causing with the local mafia. You know how mafia's can get, and if we have an entire mafia on our hands, not even our members and civilians in here will be safe." Steven murmured lightly.
"So, we have to intercept him? That's going to be tough." Kurtz murmured, sweat-dropping lightly to the concept.
"We have no choice." Steven grumbled dimly, and with that Kurtz nodded.
"I see. We can only try our best, Steven."
"Three days at most is all he needs. Be sure to prepare up, and on the way, make sure you don't overexert yourselves." Steven advised, Kurtz taking it onboard as he looked onto Yoosei. "You heard the man."
Blood Storm!? Was too much to expect they wouldn't had yet noticed I was no longer under their wings huh The vixen chuckled just lightly at that thought before then looking to Kurtz and nodding."Yup. Guess we should start preparing up too" she sticks her tongue out at Kurtz.
"There's probably some equipment down in the garage. Usually all the technicians have the upgrades for a lot of stuff and vehicles we can use." Kurtz mumured, nodding as he led Yoosei once more out of the office, seeing Steven coughing on his cigar and chuckling before the doors shut. Heading down the corridor at a swift pace, Kurtz moved once again for the lift, this time a much further down one. "So, to the garage?"
"Sure to the garage then" Yoosei responded to him before looking at him, while walking side by side. "What sort of stuff exactly those technicians of yours have in there huh?" The purple vixen asked rather curiously.
"Oh, just something like this." Kurtz murmured as the lift reached it's destination, slowly walking out before the gigantic werehouse of the Southern Cross was revealled. Several motorbikes, custom-built cars, airships, and one single gigantic warship filled the space, with a gigantic rack of weaponry all across the walls next to the lift. "Want to try and find a weapon before we go off?"
"Well..." Yoosei followed Kurtz and smiles. "Is there any good sword among your weaponry or only stuff like guns and such huh?" She pokes her tongue out playfully to the dragon. "Call me old fashion if you wish, but I handle swords better than I handle any type of gun"
"Don't worry, I'm pretty much the same. The entire left wing is dedicated to that," Kurtz murmured, escorting her to the left side of the warehouse. Along the rack were thousands of different weapons - ranging from small axes, to gigantic axes, short swords to claymores, bows, arrows, knuckle weapons and so on. "If you don't mind me, I think I'll be seeing what new stuff they've brought in as well in the swords section."
"Ohh~ So you like swords too huh?" Yoosei chuckles, leaving the dragon to go check out the new stuff while she was taking a look around, admiring all the different weaponry there. "Mhh.. let's see what could fancy me" Looking further more, Yoosei reached the Katana section. One of them was longer than the others, her blade seemed to be shaped slightly different. Gently holding it carefully in her paws, she grins. "This one is perfect."
Noticing the Gearswords had been upgraded, Kurtz chuckled as he pulled his sword from the side and then looked to it. "Number 30142, so..." Kurtz mumbled, shuffling along before he dropped his sword eagerly. In front of him was the new model of his own blade, a gigantic blade with a handle and no hilt. Instead of the green line, it was custom-designed with several mechanical gears covered in a beautiful red and gold-encrusted finish. Lifting it up and giving it two swings, Kurtz grinned eagerly. "Perfect!"