Try Harder!; You're better than this?

Things were back to normal for Aimee, but she didn't like it. He trip to the America's left her wanting. She missed her old partner, he new friend.. .On a deeper level she missed having parents to complain about. At least then, back in her delusional state, she had something to weigh her mistakes against.

But she was back to something of a night job now. She would hunt the criminals of her Paris. The last good thing she could really do, and the only thing to get rid of her growing hunger for souls. Amongst the cool breeze, and the smell of water, and city filth, she found a target. In these clothes, no one would no it was her, a respected noble, that killed him.

He hand shook approaching the group. It wasn't something she felt like doing anymore, but something she had to. This life had lost it's luster.

What a boring evening it is. Honestly, Paz thought this vacation would be better then the one he had in America, but appearnlty he was wrong. He was beginning to miss his office in Japan, being alone, having peace and quiet, every member of his Yakuza doing his bidding, no matter how strange or perverted it was.

He sighed. He was currently one a roof top, alone, observing the ally ways for a meal. Indeed, he needed to get stronger and by Amaterasu's ass he was going to. Hearing voices, he looked down. A group of gang members, 10 of them, armed with pocket knives. This will be easy.

He suddenly jumped down, landing in the center of their little circle before standing. All of them cursing and asking who was and what did he want, rage seeping out of their tones.

Aimee jumped lightly at the newcomer. Normally she would turn around, and avoid the chance of being caught. She needed to continue though. She had to be fulfilled. With the group clamoring over the man in the middle, Aimee transformed her right arm into a blade. Approaching stoically, she unfolds the blade like extending a wing, and fires i at the nearest thugs back. She didn't care for being discovered, and she didn't care why the man was stirring these people up, but she still had her -job- to do.

All of them quickly turned as one of them fell, looking at the woman in terror. Paz took his chance and let out a large continous stream of electricity, electrocuting the remaining nine. The entire process took a few minutes, by then, they were literally smoking, and the smell of pork filled the air. Paz, not caring for the woman, began absorbing the souls, already taken 5.

Aimee plucked up the single soul that she had earned, and absorbed through her blade. He honor commanded that he had the other nine. She wanted to say something to the man, but he obviously wasn't her speed. He consumed human souls, and something told her chivalry wasn't in his nature. She had to say SOMETHING though, didn't she? "Thank you." She spat out, taking a few steps in retreat.