Rodrick turned and flipped his dining room table after he grabbed the file. went into his living room crashing into his TV. Seething in his anger he stormed into his room. He tossed the file onto his bed and grabbed a suit from his closet quickly pulling it on. "Fuck." he couldn't find a matching tie and just tossed his jacket on the bed leaving the top button on his shirt unbuttoned. Grabbing the file again he sat on the bed, the other two legs breaking. "SCREW THAT BITCH!" he yelled and opened the file. He growled seeing her picture as he opened it. Her red hair was pulled into a nice bun with a few strands braided and pulled back. She wore glasses that made her look like a complete different person.
Rodrick read through the file. "Rickey Chort...25...top of her class...trained in multiple hand to hand styles...raised by an unknown Demon and Angel...was recruited for her undercover skills." He got progressively angrier as he read before the file burst into black flames. No ashes remained, the file was gone. A knock came on his door and he knew who it was without getting up. "Mith!"
Mith walked in and stared at the destroyed apartment. "...do we need to hide a body?" he called out to his friend. Rodrick stepped out of the bedroom, steam emitting from his hands. "Car. Now." he ordered shoving past him. "Ummm...Rod...is it no shoe day at work?" Mith looked at his feet. Rodrick walked back and slipped on a pair of dress shoes, walking back out. "By Luicifer what did that human do to you!" Mith followed, nearly having to run to keep up with Rodrick. "She lied." Rodrick pressed the up button for the elevator.
"She is a human. They do that. We do that." they stepped onto to the elevator pressing the first floor button. "Mith just shut the fuck up and you better speed to work." he stomped off the elevator Mith just watched him. "Guess you didn't like what her tongue did?" Rod stopped and turned grabbing Mith by his neck and lifting him up into the air, his eyes solid black. "I will send you back home permanently if you do not keep that mouth of yours shut. Or better yet rip out your tongue." he dropped Mith who started coughing and stumbled to stand up. He headed out of the building towards Mith car. Mith followed quietly and got in quickly speeding off toward their office.