Business seemed to be going by smoothly. He had yet to run into any situations that could detriment his life and had managed to take care of himself up to this point. It was certainly interesting all that he could do with the body that he had at the moment. He was more than capable of defending himself, and he couldn't give two shits of what he looked like either. There were a couple of instances where he would go against his own thoughts and think that he should be doing something better with his life. But, now that he was an animal and no longer a human, he needed to make something of himself in this new world. He wasn't alone either. Two of his fellow gang members just so happened to arrive int he same world that he did, all of the various different shapes and species. He was the largest of the group, and that was probably fairly fitting for someone like him in the current state of the world. No one had given him the run for his money, which money didn't seem to matter all this much in this world. Falling back into old habits meant that he would be stealing with the rest of the gang eventually, but what the valuables could be useful and what currency these animals used was far beyond him. Vagabond still didn't understand the dangers of the world that he was in and that there were those around that were far stronger than he was. So far, the Hellhound was basically running on luck and hoped that nothing bad actually was going to happen while he was out advertising or doing a job.

Each of the gang members had their own specialties when they were humans and the certain jobs that they liked to take up. Vagabond usually went along with the hitman types of jobs, but if he was tasked to try and get something from a bank or rob a place, he would definitely do that as well. He liked to keep his calling card even while he was a human, and all of the group had their own different ways of leaving their mark. Now, if they had done it as a group they usually just left the gang's logo around. Vagabond was used to having other creatures trying to search for him most of his life, and so far it didn't seem like anyone was really on his trail. The issue right now though was the factor that the Hellhound didn't seem to understand the concept of the animals that he had come across. The former human didn't understand that someone could just as easily follow his scent like a fingerprint if he were to leave anything behind. There was a time and place to leave some evidence behind to at least show others that they were around. Vagabond didn't like the idea of having loose ends, but having a couple wasn't that bad here and there. He didn't want to have an army coming after him when he didn't have a machine gun in his hand. The abilities he had though, he absolutely had no idea how any of them worked for that matter.

The large hellbeast just did whatever he wanted and see how it worked out. Being much larger than that of a lion or tiger certainly gave him an advantage in a physical fight. Fighting being something that he was an expert at. He wasn't an expert fighting in the body that he was in, and one of the tools at his disposal, his jaws, weren't even useful as he constantly wore a mask on his face. The Hellhound hid his identity behind the mask, and when he was a human he wore the same mask that was usually enough to hide his identity. But with animals, he didn't know that a mask wouldn't even remotely matter. This was his five or fourth day in this world. He had lost track, but he had been extremely busy the past couple of days as well. The Hellhound had decided to travel back to the place that had a human structure with it. An observatory from the looks of it. There was probably some good loot in there or even some technology that he could grab onto. The 6ft tall black Hellhound stood out fairly easily as he walked across the plains that made up most of the area. He had far surpassed the border that was there. His ears moved in several different directions as he listened for sounds, and his stark blue eyes looked around for movement. The metal, black mask that he wore on his face hiding any facial features that he could have. Time to get to work.

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