What's yours...isn't yours now is it?

Erik stepped of his jet, the brilliant sun glaring down at him as he slipped on his glasses. He was attired in his usual black suit and matching black tie. He'd decided on a purple shirt today, not entirely sure why, but it went well with black anyways.

Erik stood looking out at the tarmac for a little bit, just watching the workers busy about whatever jobs they had to do. He wondered how long each of them had...when death would call each of them. It was a question he asked himself a lot about various people. He doubted he'd be the one to take any of these people, heart disease, car accident or suicide were much more likely to do the job...but in his line of work, one never really knew.

Take this job for example. He hadn't planned on being in New York this week, in fact he'd planned on a nice retreat in the bahamas...but what the government wants they usually get and this time they wanted a thief caught. As usual the details were sketchy, something about a night owl. Whether that was a codename or they just liked to stay out a t night was a mystery to Erik. He shrugged mentally. Oh well...i'll find out eventually. As usual he wasn't worried. The government wanted this person stopped yesterday, but Erik knew the Reaper worked on no one's timetable. And he liked it that way.

He casually stepped down the stairs to the blacktop, his right hand in his pocket.

Time to go to work i guess....

Chloe stood perched on a rooftop beside some Gargoyles. She had stolen a Chemical weapon from the government a few hours ago and now was going to auction it off to the highest bidder. She wore her wingsuit in case she required a quick escape route. She checked her belt to make sure everything was there. Ballistic knife, knife, twin pistols, taser, stolen chemical weapon, sticky bomb gun, grappling gun, and strapped to her back was her Assault Rifle. Everything down below was normal for this time of day, she had stole the weapon overnight because it was far easier but it took her until morning to arrive. She could here the landing of a jet nearby at the airport.

It would have helped had the government decided to actually provide some details...like who exactly he was supposed to be looking for. But they would have made it too easy...

Erik waved his hand, dismissing the limo driver as he stepped out into the city. Today he felt like taking a walk, and the fresh air would do him some good after the long plane ride from Texas, and Erik had had enough sitting for one day. The hustle and bustle of the streets and the people walking by trying not to look at each other was a welcome change from his rural Texan home. Change was always good in Erik's opinion, kept things fresh and interesting.

He looked at the buildings as he walked, wondering if one of these contained his target. It wasn't very likely that a trained thief would be inside a building...unless of course they were stealing something. His eyes caught something atop one of the buildings. At this distance it was hard to make out...but it definitely looked like it could be a person.

Strange that a person would be on top of a building...definitely doesn't seem like they are washing windows either...]

He stood watching for another second before shrugging and walking inside, remove a hand from his pockets to open the door.

Inside he made his way to the elevator and punched the button for the top floor. His ears noticed the elevator music right away, and he casually pulled out his earbuds, the sounds of Three Days Grace drowning out what the elevator tried to pass as music. The elevator dinged and the doors opened revealing a mass of cubicles. Erik hated cubicles, no idea why, he just did. The cubicles blocked a direct path to the wall of windows. Instead of going around, Erik hopped up on the wall separating two rows of cubicles and walked down it as easily as if he was walking down the street. Reaching the end he gingerly hopped down and looked out the window at the city. "Nice view..." He said to no one, although people were starting to stand up in their cubicles to see what was going on. I suppose its not everyday their humdrum world is shattered by a guy in a suit...or is it? He mused inside his head. It was irrelevant anyways, he wouldn't be staying for long.

He one casual kick of his leg, the window shattered outward, followed soon after by Erik. He could hear the cries of alarm from the drones inside. Not to worry little ants, today is not my day to die. He smile creased his lips as one arm reached up towards the top of the building, a thin steel cable snaking out, biting into the steel face of the building. With his descent halted, Erik swung in the building, his legs finding support against the metal window supports. His clawed fingers dug into the steel as well, the wire retracting into his sleeve. He started climbing up the side, his head looking up, finding the person seated atop one of the gargoyles. Hmmm i like gargoyles...

His eyes met the young woman's. "I wonder...have you by any chance seen a missing item and the thief that stole it...?" He asked, almost as if he was asking for the time. He gave her a polite smile.

Chloe's hand darted to her pistol as she saw the man coming up. She had the chemical hidden by the belt. This man was obviously looking for her. "No." She said as she made her way to an easy place to jump. Her hand was still on her gun. She quickly turned around and shot at the man before jumping off the building. She glided across to the building nearby. She pulled out her rifle and started shooting at the man from the other building.

"Well that's just bad manners..." Erik said, though his smiled widened. He was starting to like this girl already. With a leap, he landed on top of the building next to the gargoyles. A bullet whizzed by his head. She's a pretty good shot...hmmm.

A bone spike appeared out of his palms, shaping themselves into bone white kunai. He took a couple running steps and leaped off the roof, throwing the two kunai at her, giving him a break from the constant fire. He free fell for a split second before his line attached itself to her building, swinging him down and through another window. Erik landed in a roll, which ended in a crouch on one knee. "Well this is fun." His smile hadn't left his face.

He stood, dusted himself off and headed for the staircase.

Chloe jumped out of the way of the twin kunai. She looked over the ledge and saw the falling glass. This lead her to assume he was now in the building making his way to the roof via the stairs. She ran over to where the stairs let out and stood on the side of it. She pulled out her sticky bomb gun and shot around the entrance. She had them on times set for 1 minute. She made her way out of the range from the explosion. She spread her arms ready to fall off the edge once the explosion hit.

Erik walked up the stairs, hands in pockets. He heard the door open, making Erik wonder what she was doing. as he rounded the corner, he had his answer. A bomb was stuck to the wall, the timer counting down.

"Well that's just cheating..." Erik said with a smile. He ran up the stairs, his flesh tearing apart under his clothes as his bones sprouted armor plating. He had almost reached the door when he felt the shock wave from the explosion hit him in the back, his bone armor taking much of the impact. He could feel it crack as he was thrown through the door, landing on the cement roof.

He stood a moment later, his clothes ragged and bloodied. "Time for a new suit..." he muttered softly. His white hair was singed in places, and his body was already starting to heal what damage had been done in the blast.

He walked to the edge and peered over, wondering where she had gone.

Chloe swooped her way down the street. Someone now had her on their roof. She laid down on the top of the car. It swerved to try and shake her off but she clung to it. She didn't look back to see if her "friend" was following her. Her sticky gloved helped out when it came to this. The car violently swerved to try and get her off which resulted in it hitting another car and her flying off. She smacked into the window of a building.

Even from up here, Erik could see and here the car swerving and colliding with another car. If he had to guess, that was where the girl had gone. Wonder if she has flying powers... There were times when Erik wished he could fly...but then he remembered how much fly it was free falling and swinging out at the last minute.

Bone plates jutted out from his face, and Erik made a mental picture of his mask, the plates folding and contorting into position, encasing his glasses as well, forming a mask that looked like a mouthless skull. The glasses adding to the illusion of soulless eyes.

Time to get serious i guess...

He leapt off the building, free falling for the third time in less than five minutes. That has to be a record somewhere... The wind tousled his white hair, as it shifted to flat black. As he neared the ground, his hands shot out, their respective wires shooting to land him safely on the ground. He walked over to wear a window was broken, his armor replacing itself.

There was a scream from somewhere, most likely because of his appearance. Erik sighed and waited. Knowing this girl as little as he did, he was loathe to walk into what might be a trap. Bone spikes shot out from either elbow, twin scythes slicing through skin and suit with ease. They extended almost two feet out, curving inward slightly towards his body. He took up the Muay Thai stance, patiently waiting. He didn't fully intend for her to come out...but he wasn't taking any chances.

Chloe stumbled to get back up. She got herself off the ground to see her pursuer outside. She began running to the stairwell and made her way to the top level, not the roof this time but the top office level. She hid the vile in a filing cabinet right next to the broken glass. She shot the window and leaped from it, either to attack the pursuer or to escape from him depending on if he followed. Her wingsuit glided her towards another window. She closed her arms and legs to increase her speed while spinning to have her feet go in first. She landed hard on the ground of this new office building, man was New York full of them.

Erik brought his arms up to shield himself from falling glass. Man this girl just keeps going and going...but i guess that is to be expected...

He backtracked,Swinging his way up to the point where she had entered the next building. He landed in a crouch at the edge of the window sill. For the first time he saw his target clearly. "Hey..." Erik said from beneath his mask with a slight wave, brandishing his blades. In a swift motion his cables shot out, intent on catching her while he had a chance.

Chloe felt a cord wrap around her leg. Damn! She thought as it grabbed her. She was lucky that she thought ahead. She let a slight smile emerge and a giggle. She turned to him. "So, what is it you are after?"

"Oh, just you..." He said with a small smile of his own. The sudden change in her demeanor sent up a red flag in Erik's mind. "And maybe something you took..."

What is she up to...?

"I don't have a clue what you mean." She smiled. "Can't a girl have some fun?" She asked faking an innocent look before laughing.

Erik honestly wanted to believe her...but he just couldn't. "I'd like to believe ya gorgeous...but you ruined my suit." He stared at her through the soulless eyes of his mask.. "Though i do like the bomb, nice touch...but still." He pulled her a little closer. "Just a quick search and you can go have some fun..." Another pull on the wire.