"Sounds like a plan," the dark clad man stated as he crossed his arms again and gave a slight nod of his head. As the woman stood back to her full height and the two began to make ready to leave, a loud sound echoed out as a man flew out of the alleyway. "Wow, I'll be damned, it spilled out here already. I expected at least another ten to fifteen minutes. Wonder if that guy woke up?" Monroe mused to himself with a kind of almost demented smile.

"Eh... what aer ye talkin' about?" the yet unnamed woman asked as another few men flew into the first, ripping into the interior of a building. The whole scene was a mad house as people began fighting relentlessly as the man clad in darkness smiled as he rested his hand on his photon sword's handle. "What aer ye plannin' to do?" she asked, taking a step towards the bounty hunter.

"Just clean up all of my business here before we continue on, that's all," the mercenary stated as he spun the handle of his blade into his hand and pointed the handle at the nearby wall. A massive hand wrapped around the wall as a massive, blood form stepped out, still picking smaller warriors off of himself. "Well, he did get up, and they're actually trying to kill him and claim my glory. What an uncool thing to do," Monroe stated with a slight tsk.

"Eh? What do ye mean?" the rather odd woman asked as she stepped forwards, looking at the brute. "Is he the man from earlier?" she asked, pointing at the giant.

"Yes. Yes he is," he told the woman, taking a step forwards and smiling slightly. "I guess I'll clean this up quickly. Don't want to waste too much time with small stuff like this."

The woman seemed as if she were about to say something, but didn't as Monroe seemed to simply move forwards at such a speed that the human eye would barely be able to trace it. The former assassin stood upon the giant's shoulders. Not a second passed before a green, glowing energy blade shot through the center of the man's sternum. The giant screamed in pain as the energy blade shut off and the modern fencer jumped from his target, kicking the smaller people off as he fell and into building walls.

Monroe did a quick backflip, aided by kicking the air into a double jump, and landed next to the woman, turning to her and casting a half smile at her. "By the way, m'name's Monroe Vossler. Nice to meet you, miss..." he halted, realizing he hadn't even asked her what she was known by. Rather embarrassing, but at least he was correcting himself now.

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Much thanks to Silver for the sweet Quincy Sig. ^_^
Zorlo , Zachary Leos, Monroe Vossler, Arvin Anson, Emile Velos
Rest In Peace Duke of Clubs. (11/15/1992-1/5/2008)
And Kenpachi divided the Strong from the Weak, and it was good!