The Perfect Assassins

Crowd. Fanfare. Sweat. The low buzz of thousands talking. Sensations flooded all of those in attendance. Teiji knew he'd be out of place, he stayed out of sight, meditating on a building top several hundred yards away. Ekko was elsewhere, more than likely scouting, out on reconaissance. The scream of a microphone too close to a speaker broke the relative silence in which Teiji sat.
"...a bitch, move that fucking thing!" Rang clearly over the crowd followed by a deeper silence and scattered laughter. "Sorry about that folks," a different voice apologized. The droning picked back up and almost instantly the embarassing situation was forgotten. Surely Ekko would be done soon. He was fast. Faster than most people could comprehend for a person, so he was probably taking his time or slacking off.
Teiji adjusted himself, his armor scraped the concrete roof beneath him. His concentration broke as his focus came to the shadow of his blade, Raijin. He had buried it in the roof roughly three feet in front of him so that it could serve as an impromptu sun dial. It was almost time to strike. The sound of his chain-links holding his metal haidate clanking against itself was out of place against the still ever growing sounds of the crowd.
Sandal against concrete, sandal against concrete, Teiji walked to his sword. With a quick movement, one that no one could have perceived, Raijin was back in its scabbard. Teiji spun on his heel and paced over to the siding of the roof. He looked over the crowd, hoping to spot Ekko moving quickly and silently amongst the people present. No luck. Teiji gave out the signal call, hoping Ekko was in ear shot, which he always was.

Too many people in the crowd for Ekko's taste, he had a love hate relationship with big crowds, less space to move in, but more sound to move on. He weaved flawlessly through the people, they would never even know he was amongst them. He had been out and about for a solid 30 minutes now, scouting every possible exit, every possible entrance. Every now and then the sound would be a great medium for him to jump through, giving him very considerable distances to move. The high screech of the microphone pained Ekko's ears at first but a quick jump allowed him to ride the wave to his partner.

The first audible thing that hinted towards Ekko's arrival was what sounded like a sickly inhale, then the soft steps of the proverbial ghost Ekko slowly stepped across the rooftop. A soft whisper only just barely broke the still rather heavy silence. "It is time." Ekko whispered as he joined his partner's side. "There are 5 possible points of entry, and 4 possible escapes. For such a powerful man this security layout isn't very top notch. This should be a walk in the park." he still spoke in a whisper but he sounded very assured of his words. "We have certainly dealt with more." as he whispered this final sentence he pulled the hood of his jacket over his head, the shadow it cast hiding his mask, Ekko was ready to strike.

Moving out of the active quests into the trash.