Mystery Mission
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The annoying thing about Reincarnation Paradise, despite the existence of the Reincarnation Trading Facility, is that the Interns and other members can only enter said space after surviving their missions. So, Nik finds himself whisked away from his room, naked as the afternoon sky, preparing to land on any hard object without cracking his nose. His vision blanks before everything feels blurred. He hears a familiar giggle cooing not far from him as the wind whips around him! Ray is near him. He would be curious to see what’s underneath that oversized hoodie if not for the vertigo banging his head!
He is falling!
His body rolls midair on instinct before creating a cushion of wind to land without significant impact—
*Splash*
There’s water? In his nose?
It takes Nik by surprise as he gasps… taking a lungful of salted seawater before his eyes snap open, and he squeezes the water out of his mouth! He will not start his new world after a period of unconsciousness when he understands others like ‘him’ from Paradise will take his head at any moment of weakness!
His eyes fall on the blurred figure, who panics way more than him as he creates a burst of air around his head, breathing freely and swimming near the… woman. Yeah, Ray looks female enough in every category to the point she latches on him while trying hard to convey with her desperate eyes to swim the fuck UP!
*Splash*
“Huaaaaaa!” Ray gasps loudly. “Fuck!” she chokingly coughs, coiling her arms around his neck hard while straddling his waist with her legs like a koala. “Why the fuck are we sent directly into the sea? What’s next? Lava?!” She curses while Nik stays his voice, glancing at the nearby giant ship with wide-eyed figures staring at the duo.
Ray and Nik don’t need specific language to converse since they will always understand one another. So, she notes his lack of reply.
“Nik? I know I feel good and all, but say something? It’s feeling creepy like that.”
Does the Succubus in his arms have no sense of wariness? How the fuck did she survive AND kill others?
Ray finally realizes his stern stare before tilting her head to look back, guns trained in their direction as she blinks.
“Yep, that checks out.”
‘Checks out?’ Nik blinks. So it isn’t her first time?
The two times Nik traveled, he fell in friendly forces! But things change the second he pairs with the ‘Smexy-succu-succu?
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“Hmm? Yeah, we’re loading the cargo. It’s going as expected.” He adjusts his shades while glancing at the sea, his boat resting near the anchored ship as the cooperative sailors load the cargo of unknown boxes. He doesn’t know what it is and doesn’t care enough to ask. His job is to facilitate the delivery, that’s all.
The voice from the other side of the communicator picks up with slight interference, primarily due to outdated technology.
“My, my, Dutch. It seems you are on a lucky—”
“Wait,” the dark-skinned man in cargo trousers and cut-sleeved jacket interrupts as he stares at the sky.
“Am I interrupting something?” The woman’s voice hums.
*Splash*
“Two unidentified targets fell outta a hole.”
The voice on the other side grows quiet before huffing in amusement. “I can’t quite seem to catch this new slang. I didn’t take you for the kind to enjoy it, Dutch.”
The man wordlessly ends the call as he adjusts his shades, finding it better to check on the situation himself rather than try and argue the impossible with the woman.
“Revy!” The man calls out as he hears a rather excited voice.
“Damn right! I thought it was a fucking hallucination!”
Dutch arms himself with his revolver, smirking at the absurdity of the situation.
“Maybe we both are.”
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“Tch!” she stamps her leather-booted foot on the ship’s deck again as one of the hard-skinned sailors glares at her in annoyance. “Would you stop that?! You’re driving us crazy with all that noise!”
The girl levels her glare at the man before pointing a loaded gun at the man’s face, scowling. “Another word and I’ll blow your top off! Fuck’s sake! Why does Dutch bother with such simple missions! And I ain’t handling your temper for that shitty pay! Got that?” She barks in a demanding tone. “Get to work!” She thumps the butt of her handgun on the man’s head as he nods quietly.
“Huh? Oye! Look! What is that?”
She would lash at the man if not for seeing the same thing, those two holes!
Were her eyes playing tricks on her?
The sea can be rougher than the desert at times. Maybe the heat got to her. That can’t be true, not with the ‘length’ of her clothes. Heatstroke is the last thing she will suffer in the sea when the threat of a bullet in her skull is more prevalent!
“T-That’s a head! What the hell?!” One of the workers cries fearfully as her eyes widen.
She saw two individuals fall from the hole. While their descent picked pace for her to get a good look at them, she noticed how the tall one seemed to maneuver midair before eventually falling into the sea. The shorter, softer one seemed to only move her hands when she almost neared the surface.
Only then does she hear Dutch’s voice as a jolt of excitement rushes down her spine.
What the hell was that?! People falling out of ‘Blackholes?’ This gave a whole different meaning to Dutch’s Mother’s Asshole!
“Revy!” She hears Dutch call out to her as she rushes to the edge of the railing while barking at the workers, “Keep loading the cargo, you fat fucks!”
They scowl at her words as she feels their gaze land on her butt for a relatively long time—undoubtedly wondering what they wouldn’t do to her. Not that it matters to her. She would happily show them a good time on the other side of her gun. Only after that command does she call out to Dutch as her towering employer climbs out of his cabin/control unit while pointing his revolver at the sea.
*Splash*
The two pull out of the water, letting Revy get a better look at the man holding the somewhat clingy and ‘French’ girl with how she curses a storm. Revy only makes out the word Lava despite the foreign language as the man keeps his gaze leveled on them and their guns. His violet eyes garner her attention, but his focus takes the cake.
They are the ones holding the guns, yet Revy cannot help but grin.
“Dutch,” she reaches for her second gun as her employer nods.
“Yeah. That naked man sure looks dangerous enough.”
Only then does the silver-haired girl glance at them before speaking in rather fluent English.
“Yep, that checks out!”
What does?—Revy would question when she suddenly felt her knee weaken. She tries to stand upright if not for Dutch suddenly falling atop her, taking her down at once.
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Getting on the ship was easy enough with the two holding a gun atop them knocked out, Ray’s doing—undoubtedly. It was annoying how Ray decided to cling to him until they stepped on the ship. Any inquiry from him about her inability to swim was met with a pout and a vain attempt to distract him AND the sailors as she struck a pose in her nude.
Sure, she is beautiful, but Nik isn’t so readily swayed despite her beckoning charm, something that earns other sailors a half-lidded stare from him as his Violet pupils take a midnight shade before they get back to work.
“Oooh~! A Dojutsu!”
“What is that?” He inquires with a sigh, glancing at her form a final time before dressing. He didn’t feel bad about looking at her since she got an eyeful in return—a fair trade.
“You don’t know about a Dojutsu? Didn’t you check for popular media in your world? Did it not have Naruto?” Ray questions while dressing in an oversized blue hoodie and brown trousers, while Nik finds a similar black hoodie and jeans on himself.
“Naruto? I think it does,” Nik nods. “But I remember you telling me to focus on myself while you’re happy to spend your time ‘researching.’”
She huffs as he continues, “Do you have any idea where we are?”
She smirks.
“It would be hard to know ordinarily,” she glances at the fallen duo. “But I suppose your luck rubbed off me. I think I do know where we are.”
“Luck, huh?” Nik smiles thinly. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”
She shrugs as her gaze turns dazed for a moment before she curses out, “Fuck!”
“What now?” Nik snaps out from observing the duo as Ray grumbles, “You really are an unlucky bastard!”
“I saved you from drowning.”
“Thank you for that, you Unlucky Freak! Check the mission status. And if you haven’t bought the English language, choose that one.”
Nik frowns as he takes a moment to go through a string of notifications from Reincarnation Paradise.
[Reincarnation Successful.
Authority Rank: 1
Benefits:
1) Chat Module Unlocked.
2) Additional transmigration vacation: 504 hours.
3) Reincarnation Trading Facility
4) Reincarnation Chamber]
So far, so good.
[Voluntary Return Protocol Activated in 167:57 hours]
Mm-hmmm.
[Acquire the language of the current world?
Cost: 1 AP (Rank 0)]
Selected English Language.
Then he glimpses.
What?
His lips gape.
[Special Mission Detected. Mission Ranks Exceed The Current Batch’s Immediate Capabilities.]
[Mission Creation Postponed.]
[Voluntary Return Protocol Postponed Until The Mission’s Fabrication.]
[Assets Permitted 167:57 hours to Acclimate.]
He glances at Ray as she purses her lips, summarizing things bluntly. “Our Mission is about to be so crazy that even Paradise decided to give us some ‘prep’ time. And it only means our batch has some more crazy individuals!”
Individuals who will undoubtedly chase after them, Nik notes internally.
“It reminds me,” Nik’s eyes twitch. “You bitch!” He snarls, taking Ray by surprise. “That Avatar Live Action was a shit show!”
She blinks rapidly before tilting her head and smiling widely.
“Te-he?”
“My ass!”
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“-nd who are you two?”
Revy hears the familiar static followed by a calm voice as two unfamiliar voices fumble.
“Uh,” a cute and relatively ‘smooth’ voice stammers, “We are the dark, we are the fear! We’re Batman!”
What?
“What?” It seems even the voice through the communicator is equally taken back as Revy, as she struggles to open her eyes, finding two forms sitting at the head of their Lagoon.
“My partner means to say we dispatched the assassin.”
She hears that eye-treat supply or whom she attributes the voice to. If she opens her eyes and finds the chiseled hottie speaking in that feminine tone… yes, she will shoot her eyeballs out.
“Where is Dutch?” The familiar voice questions.
“That sounds a rather manly name. But there are many men on this ship. Can you describe a defining feature of this Dutch?” The Unknown man questions as Revy finds herself in a bind, almost startled when she hears Dutch speak up not far from her.
“I’m fine,” Dutch clears his throat. “But these two took out the suited assassin. I think the Cargo’s a bit more popular than you lead us on.”
“I see.” The voice curtly offers as Revy grumbles, finding enough strength to groan. “Told you! You were paying us a lot less for an assassin.”
Revy’s vision finally clears as she sees an unconscious man in a black and white suit on the floor. Her eyes snap wide open in shock as she notices the mark on his wrist. Her head swivels in Dutch’s direction—who nods. Meanwhile, Benny—
“Oi!” Revy yells. “Wake the hell up, Benny!”
“Ah,” she heard the stranger speak, fortunately, the man with the matching voice. “I’m sorry about your friend Benny. I went old-fashioned on him.”
“You killed him?” Revy’s eyes momentarily harden. Sure, Benny was a worthless piece of—
“Is that old-fashioned for you?” He blinks in surprise. “I meant I knocked him out with a well-timed strike. I suppose you can call it the modern way then.”
“It’s old-fashioned, alright,” the voice from the communicator snorts. “Dutch, the Cartel and the Table won’t like the Lagoon pirating about if they went as far as sending an agent after you. Do you know what I mean?”
“Yeah,” Dutch huffs while Revy glares at the youth.
“Hey, hotshot! Get me out of this stuff! Why does this even feel so—” Revy turns her head and gapes as she sees a steel pipe ‘wrapped’ around her arm. She allows herself to glance at Dutch’s arms as he generously tilts to let her get a good look at a similar pipe around his arms.
“How do we operate this thing?” The girl smiles. “I’m Ray. Pleased to meet you.”
“I’m not letting you handle my unit,” Dutch states calmly.
“How did you bend metal?” Revy’s eyes widen. “And what did you do with my cutlass—”
“They are with us.” Ray shrugs. “And as your Employer said, we should be moving.”
“I can bend metal because I have an awesome teacher,” the youth supplies from the side as Dutch and Revy blink. “You can learn her ways and more IF you pledge loyalty to the Great Kyoshi.”
Okay. Maybe Suki asked him to endorse her teachings and attract more disciples for Kyoshi’s perfect butt training, something Nik is happy to help with. And the first girl he met certainly seemed physically inclined enough to take on Suki’s training and more.
“Who the hell is Kyoshi? Someone else from the Hightable?” Revy cocks her head sideways.
“Hightable?” She finds the youth inclining his head. “That’s a strange name.”
“I think we’re wasting each other’s time,” Ray sighs.
‘We are in Black Lagoon,’ she mulls. ‘But where did I hear about ‘Hightable?’’
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Alternate Title: Ray’s Fatherless Activities; Ray Cannot Swim?; The Unlucky Incubus and Succubus; Hallucination; Strange Piracy?; Witnessed Crime; Dutch’s Mother’s Infamous Asshole; The Sailor’s Dynamic; The Dynamic Eyes; Ray Fantasizing About Dojutsu *Meanwhile Nik: The Fuck’s a Dojutsu?*; The Hard Mission; Nik and Ray Stumbling Upon Boss Mission; Paradise Be Like: You Know What? You’re Going To Need Prep Time This Time; The Starting Streak of Unlucky Duo; Kyoshi’s Otherworldly Ambassador; The Hightable?; Ray Knows
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A/N: Start of New World and Volume Two—Rise, Dundies. I really like Black Lagoon, but that’s not to say I remember much of it. Adding John Wick’s Hightable seems to fit. It won’t play as big of a role as I would pad any technical knowledge about war and politics since it will be dusted off to the Hightable. We may or may not see John Wick itself. As the mission suggests, there is another crossover in this world, one I think is easily discernible, but I won’t drop any hints about it yet.
Anyway, I’m off to read Black Lagoon and the other manga to pull night over and regather the lore, kek!
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