Interception

He goes by:

"Zenin" A man in all black called out.
"Kevin, I told you, its Fushiguro now" A fairly buffed up man responded. He had dark hair which fell over his face in long, sharp and black spike shapes. He had an intense glare placed on his face, like the scar on his lip which forever stained him from the moment it was carved into his skin, reminding him he is a product of the events which shaped him.
He was a man clearly hurt by life, but because of his lack of nobility and honour, it was hard to sympathize for him.
He was a man who runs away from his problems, rather than putting effort in to fix them.
He was a man who was only driven by wealth and power. However, he was also a man both men and women wanted in their beds.
A man who had been sculpted so intricately by good genes and his own self efforts to look the way he did, who could resist? With such looks, he carried himself with pride and a big ego, so much ego that even the giant worm that rested on his shoulders had to carry some of it for him.

"What do you want?" Fushiguro asked, seeming unbothered.
"We have a job for you" Kevin stated.
"Go on" Fushiguro said.

"He goes by Xiro Jeager"