With his silver-colored hair forced down from the hard rain, the male pulled his coat up slightly. Annoyed at the fact he didn't grab a jacket, but instead his regular coat, he gave a simple sigh; pulling the katana closer to him, the blade sheathed in a black-dyed wooden case, he seemed.. uneasy. With blood slowly running down his face, the rain helping the crimson liquid run, his dark violet eyes shook. Getting to the entrance of Godspeed, the large gate began to open, but just enough for him to walk. As soon as he got into the city, the gate was closed and he was taken back to the head administrators house.
"Vergil," The male said, lighting his cigarette, "you're back earlier than expect. How was the mission?" The male's dark brown hair was flowed and comb back, his lightly tanned skin, and his pure white teeth seemed untouched by impurity or flaws. His dark blue eyes and smile could get most girls easily. It was easy to say he was attractive.
"Twenty five zombies, five medium Titans, and a Scorpius, along with two Regenitons. It was fairly easy."
With a nod, the administrator slid Vergil two cards. "500 K.P."
"That's not much."
"You didn't do much." The administrator retorted.
"Touche'." The two shared a soft laugh before Vergil turned, taking the card and starting out towards the training area of Godspeed.
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