Another New Hound || with relentlessroyalty
Something in this younger Enforcer reminded Kougami of himself. Perhaps it was the bloodlust. Perhaps it was the savage look in his eyes or the smirk that crept across his face at the mere thought of a hunt. Kougami had long since learned that such personality traits only got you into trouble as an Enforcer. If either one of them selfishly wandered off, caught up in the thrill of the chase, they’d both be hit with a blackout-inducing paralyser shot from an Inspector’s Dominator.
But it wasn’t in Kougami Shinya’s nature to avoid risk. In fact, sometimes it seemed as if the Enforcer would actively seek out the worst danger to throw himself head-first into. It thrilled him that this time he had somebody by his side to share it with. He was unusually excited about being paired with Enforcer Mikoto Suoh.
Taking the cigarette offered to him and lighting it between his teeth (with some difficulty thanks to the Tokyo drizzle), Kougami took a long drag, looking up at the skyscraper they were to enter, starting their hunt at the top and working their way four floors down.
“Better let me get the kill,” was a cocky comment, to which Kougami scoffed.
“Tch. We’ll see,” Gripping his Dominator in one hand, cigarette between the fingers of his other, he smirked, “I assume we’re not taking the stairs,”
No one liked Suoh. No one enjoyed working with him but Munakata. This always got him into trouble even with the inspector who held onto this chain, but that was the fun of it. A short tempered lion caged in with hunting hounds, it was rare for him not to be in any form of trouble after a hunt either. He was known to be rather inhumane in his executions, finding it all too much fun to be up close and personal with his prey as they died. He wasn’t suitable to be hound but at the same time he was all too fit for the job as well.
Interesting. Whoever this other enforcer was he seemed familiar. Almost like they had met before, that or they had similar thoughts regarding their work. Either way Suoh wouldn’t remember this guy’s name unless he proved to be worth remembering. Those words of mocked mimicking should of irritated the red head but all it did was set his blood lust burst into flames. So this little prick wanted to pick a fight, this was going to be a hunt worth remembering even if his competitive company was not.
Reaching for his dominator his eyes fell onto that building as he thought this hunt out, still wearing that smirk on his lips as he finished off his cigarette. “Fuck using the stairs”
