Somewhere in Chibi Town

[Feng]

Somewhere in the warehouse district of the city, a certain sinister waits by a custom-made Kleig searchlight waiting to see if a certain exorcist gets the signal.

[Blaze]

For a while, no one appears...

Then a shot rings out as a bullet is fired at the searchlight!

[Feng]

"It would appeared you missed Exorcist..." says Bones, stepping out from the shadows of Warehouse 18. "Surprised to see me?"

[Blaze]

No answer.

The bullet hopefully impacts on the searchlight... and explodes!

[Feng]

".... Those things aren't cheap you know" grumbles the Criminal Mastermind. "Anywho I'm sure your wondering why a person like myself would bother summoning you to this remote location in the middle of the night, non? You see Mr. Exorcist, I have a job that is suited towards your particular... 'profession'."

[Blaze]

Bones hears something land behind him!

"What's in it for me?"

[Feng]

Bones turns around to face Blaze.

"The safety of the citizens of Muffinville is at stake and you are concerned about compensation? While I admire your mercenary philosophy, I must confess I am shocked to hear it coming from you of all people. Anyways, step inside the comfort of my office and I'll be happy to offer terms," he says beckoning to the warehouse.

[Blaze]

Blaze isn't there! It's a tape recorder. She does land behind Bones this time, gun drawn

"You mistake me for a hero. I'm not. My services cost money. What do you want."

[Feng]

"We shouldn't talk here," says Bones. "Outside forces may be listening in our conversation. Once we are in the safety of my inner sanctum we can converse freely. But don't worry, I have every intention of paying you once the job is done."

Bones walks into Warehouse 18, picking up the tape recorder on the way in.

"Coming Mr. Exorcist?"

[Blaze]

Blaze follows, keeping a grip on the gun.

[Feng]

Bones, leads Blaze into the warehouse. As soon as enters the building she will find herself whisked away to a small yet quite lavish office complete with antique mahogany desk and overstuffed armchairs. The walls are lined with all manner of books and Chibi artifacts.

"Welcome to my office, my little home away from home. Please have a seat. If you are thirsty or famished there is a mini-fridge stocked with all manner of beverages and snacks."

[Blaze]

Blaze snorts.

"After the last drink you gave me almost paralyzed me and made me a bimbo, I don't think I'll take you up on that."

[Feng]

"Ah, I can understand your suspicion," says Bones as he grabs himself a Dr. Pepper from the fridge. "However, transforming you now would be counterproductive as I need you at your full potential. If you'll have a seat we can begin discussing the job I have in mind for you."

[Blaze]

Blaze takes a seat.

"What do you want me to do?"

[Feng]

"I need you, Mr. Exorcist, to take out a prophet of the Smoking One. As I am sure you are aware of from our last fateful encounter, the traitorous organization known as the Chibiwanbanshu has defected to the leadership of a sorcerer who calls himself Stone Beak. The chibi I'm afraid is a madman who believes it is his destiny to lead the forces of Smoking Toaster to dominate the lands of the surface. If left alone I'm afraid he could create much harm to the city. The results would be far more devastating than the incident with the dam flooding parts of the city with Nyannīchuan. Normally I would place an ad calling for the aid of the typical mercenaries that frequent these lands to put the menace out of commission, yet none of them seem to have the proper knowledge regarding the proper procedure of dealing with the occult like your organization. That is why I have been forced to call on your services Mr. Exorcist. Understood?"