-New York City
June 18th, 2209

Lights flicker on at approximately 6 AM. Through layers of auburn, tangled hair, pale green eyes flit open to the irritating white light. A man groans and turns his head away from the vexatious glare. He gathers himself up slowly, releasing a twinge in his spine. It had been clear that he wasn't a morning person, and his pale skin gave intimation of his illness.
He got out of his single bed moments later, stepping on pornographic magazines and old newspaper clippings. His room had been an unsightly one; paint torn off the walls, clothes dispersed over the floor, and a closet with a full litter box and a black cat named "Gia".
He reached for his antique coffee maker on the counter, next to his restroom. It had been atleast 50 years old or so and still needed to be put in a socket, but he didn't care- he liked antiques. He poured some weak, dark coffee into a paper cup and brought it to his lips. Once swallowed, he made a face of antipathy. Gia meowed quietly.
The man turned her way and smirked. "You're right, Gia! This does taste like your piss!"
A strong sensation came over him.
"Speaking of which...."
The man put down the cup on the counter and turned to the bathroom. He held his 'junk' firmly and started humming a little tune as urine sprinkled the toilet seat.
BUZZ BUZZ

A loud noise came from the door. "Great..." the man put his goods away. Forgetting to flush, he walks over to the door without even zipping up his black pants.
BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
It was sounding repetitively.
"Alright! Show some respect!" he yelled through the door to his unknown visitor.
He pressed 2 or 3 square buttons, unlocking the door and sliding it to the left- revealing his devious surprise.

She yawnd as she waited for her oh-so-cheerful partner to open the god damn door.she always found him annoyingly funny but she would never teel him that to his face but hay u have to like something about a person you have a one night stand with.....she made a face at the thought "long time ago" she reminded herself
she beat on the do some more

"It's open!" as the door slid to the left, his eyes widened.
"Oh...it's you" he gave a small smirk and maybe even a sexy pose. "And how are you doing mrs..."
The curl in his lips faded as his eyes traced her body...and the stack of papers she had in her hands.
"Oh...here for business?"

She shock her head"Please for once in your life would you be dressed when I come in here", she lifted one sliver eyebrow. "And dont call me Mrs. Cross its just Cross"" Cross is the name is her last name she preferred it to Faith it made it easier to get clients ,sexism still exsited in this day and time. She handed him the paperwork.
Faith hard dark skin that made her look lik the ying to vahns yang in skin comparision, She had jade green eyes, she was about 5'6 long sliver hair, she shapely but slinder.. Faith was the a GEH-Series -generation Eve, meaning she was test tube baby that was enhandenced as a child at the time this was a secret project and illegal so when the sciencist and contributers were find they tried to delete or destory their work ,so they werent arested (and executed)but some sciencest couldnt do it so they would send the children away or raise them.Cross was one of these lucky few....(was that cool with the storyline?) on her arm there is a ceral number reading 098-9975-EVE, She has a tatoo of a cross covering it up but the you can still feel were the numbers are....

"Hmph" he grunted. I think I look rather good this way. Plus- it's too early too work. What is it... 6:10? Woman..aren't you all nocturnal?"
He yawned loudly in sarcasm.

Meeeeeorw
Gia grazed her soft fur against Faith's leg, and made a figure 8 around them.

Faith picked up the cat and it purred in her arms,she smirled at his comment "In another life maybe," she murmured"Just read the case"

"Victims name: White, Marisa
Sex: Female
Ethnicity: Asian American

She was found dead at 4:03am. It seems that she had jumped-"

Vahn read on. His interest intrigued when his eyes skimmed across the lines "possibly a suicide..or a murder". They had yet to do an autopsy on the body.
"Wait....no autopsy? Why is the company giving this mission to use so early?"

Faith sat down in a seat not to far from Vahn with the cat in hand still and started to scratch its ears.
"Dont know but they are giving us someextra cash if we do ths quick"she paused for a moment "this is shadey ,we need to be extra careful with this one"

"Right", Vahn comfirmed.
He read on, almost positive that this had been a homicide. The woman had unexplained incisions on her inner thighs, mid-torso, and breast. He was still unsure why this case was so much more important than the rest.

About 8 years ago, Vahn had joined "Exitium" at the age of 13. This company dealt with everyone who were Special Ops or even bounty hunters. The point of the company is to have civilians come in and ask for what they need - and with a large price - the company ships out a group to fulfil their needs. But sometimes, when the company finds something supspicious, they send out their own SO's themselves.
When he first joined, he did some political and counter terrorism work, but then settled down to the quiet level of private investigator. Thing is, after all the investigating is done, he goes after the criminal himself.
Faith had been by his side for 5 years. A partner.

(Woot breef history)

"Let me get on some decent clothes."
He walked slowly to his giant pile of clothes, still looking at the paper, not wanting to miss any details.
"So..should I dress kind of dressy? or..."

"We're Exitium we dress over serious and in black you know this." She said witha serious face but inside she was about to bust. Faith was wearing amickey mouse t shirt with a tux vest that covered her gun vest and a pair off black jeans and all black converse. "just get dressed today is a scope out day"

Vahn's eyes looked over her body.
"Well, I guess, as long as I don't dress like you than it wont be a problem. You're going to stick out like a sore thumb."

He sorted through his closet...or should I say clothes pile. "Well..I guess thats the idea.."
He came out with something like this
(QUICKLY DRAWN)

she smiled and gave him the finger as he walked away
*sorry my comp crashed and now i have to use my bros*

she walked in to his room and looked at his clothes"can you hurry,you take to long" she said leaning against the door post