Paint It [BLACK] RP

"I'll get you a new one... Come on he's getting away.."

Hawk walks toward the busy intersection.

He rolls his eyes and folllows his long time friend, hawk.
"you know u owe me for this...."
He follows hawk.

He bumps his arm jokingly.

"I know I do, don't worry I'll get you something wwwaaaaayyy better then that old piece of shit. Hey, you like Ferrraris? Or perhaps you're a Lambo kinda guy...."

They continue towards the crowd.

"yeah yeah..."
He follows his friend.

"where is this prock were looking for.?"

(PAUSED - We need zabuza for the next part ^_^)

ugh

(unpaused lol)

"I dunno. Here's his profile..."

He hands Rick an Ipod Touch with a picture of a young Japanese man along with his personal information.

"Oh i have seen this guy from somewhere...isn't he that companies poster boy?"
He rubs his chin while walking and looking at the touch.

"What the...I thought he was a student?"

The two find themselves deeper within the crowded market district. Suspicious people were overly abundant. Hawk catches all this with his glance.

Something's about to go down...

He looks at hawk and questions,
"So what are we-"
He notices his worried face.
"What wrong?"
He asked softly.

"Keep your eyes peeled. We're in the lion's den, now."

He continues to walk through the crowd remaining vigilant.

As rod walks his cell rings, an unkown number, he picks it up.
"Hello?"

"Roderick Waldgrave...we have your duaghther."

His eyes widen he stops moving, fear rushes his entire body.
"Im...impossible...she is de-"

Noises are heard over the phone, then.
"Daddy!"
more noises.
"Now are we clear?"

Roderick is now pale, his shocked expression shows that he is being serious.
"Who-"

"You don't need to know, just continue your current mission with your friend there...we will contact you when you have finished..."
He hangs up.

Roderick looks at his phone and puts it away, stil having a pale and shocked face.

Hawk notices Rick's worried demeanor.

"Yo, Rick. You alright?"

"yeah, nothing, just... a relative died..."
He looked down, a shadow casted down on half of his face.
He was serious now, all he wanted was to get this bogus misison over with.
"Can we finish this misson...now?"

"...Yeah, let's just-"

Suddenly, a young man bumps in front of Hawk. He looks at him, yells, then darts in the other direction.

"Oi, Rick! It's him!"

Hawk quickly runs after him.

Rick nods and sees the young man run to the left down the street.
He runs into an alley and hops a fence, and waits at the corner of a building for the young man to run up to him while hawk chases him.

Hawk chases the kid through the crowd of people.

I need to force him out of this crowd...

Drawing his pistol, Hawk fires two rounds into the air. In a second, the entire crowd ducks down and begin to scramble in different directions. The young losses his cover with the crowd, so he darts into the alley.

"He's all yours now, Rick. And don't KO him too hard, we need him conscious in 4 hours."

Quickly seing the kid come into the alley, he keeps his tealth until the kid is in front of him, Which then he quickly trips him, wh8ich makes his faceplant the ground due to his fast running. Rick pick him up by the throat and bashes his head into the wall. He makes one last grunting sound before rick sighs and punches him across the face. Ko'ing him instantly.
"done."

"Alright, I'll be right over."

Hawk heads over to the alleyway.

"Whew, he's really out cold, huh? You sure he'll be okay in a few hours?"

"if he doesnt...ill make him wake up..."
He tosses the boy over his shoulder.
"Now where can we go to finish this damn misison?"

Hawk notices the distress in Rick's voice.

"The Embassy ...are you sure you're alright, Rick?"

He nods and rushes past hawk.
"Im fine! Lets get this bastard outta our hands."
He walks towards the car.

Hawk unlocks the van.

"Bring the kid over here, we'll keep him in the back for now."

He throws the kid in the back of the van and walks to the passenger time.
"lets go."

Hawk gets in the driver's seat and makes a three point turn out of the market district. He merges onto an on-ramp leading them into a heavily congested highway.

"We have some time before we reach the embassay ...Now will you tell what's bothering you?"

He keeps his eyes on the road.