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Despite all of the things that people have said about him, Kazunari thought that he himself was a pleasant person.  He never shouted, never yelled and most of all, he liked sweets the most - this, of course, was his own decision and was incredibly wrong.  The man lived in his mind so often that sometimes, what went on his mind crossed into reality and reality stabbed into his own thoughts.  Amber was starting to annoy him.

“The evidence is on you,” Kazunari said calmly as he pointed at Amber.  His finger moved from her then aimed at her glasses and then over to her bracelets.  "You carry the evidence on you constantly,“ he lowered his finger and then shrugged his shoulders, "I’m not the one who has an arrest warrant out for you, Dr. Rhee.  You and I both know that it’s a higher power that has you labeled as one of the most dangerous humans.  Even if you pretend that you aren’t.”  The law was only wonderful if it worked in his favor.  This time around, Amber’s criminal past was something that lined up with what he wanted.  He smiled at her, “I wonder what you’re trying to cover up now.”

Everyone always resorted to force or violence.  The people in this city were starting to get too bold, in his honest opinion.  People with this much power running around without so much as care - that was dangerous.  Someone could end the world in the snap of their fingers and somehow, people are alrigh with that?  Kazunari shook his head.  People were fools.

“Is that a threat, Dr. Rhee?” Kazunari said, “Please do.  Try me, Doctor.”

Amber shrugged, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Her lips pulled into a grin as she looked over at Kazunari. He was right. All of the evidence is on her ...if it didn’t explode. With the full strength of her inventions, Amber knew better than leave them without a failsafe plan. Especially when people like Kazunari and S.H.O.T. and whatever other threats were out there waiting for a chance like this. The potentially destructive things her creations could do were not something that she would allow to fall into the wrong hands.

“Now,  you’re talking fucking insane,” Amber said as she pointed to him. Her thin silver bangles clicked together as she grinned at him, “Everything that’s on me is something you can find one anyone, man.” She shrugged, shaking her head at him as she said, “Maybe you need to take you head out of your ass and see that I’m not the one trying to cover anything up.” Her eyes sharpened as she looked at Kazunari. S.H.O.T. never sat well with the scientist. 

Charlie was never the popular one. If anything, she was the one who did better in the corporate limelight, but she was sure that he’d find his way into something he actually like eventually. “I hope you’re serious about that. You’d be stupid to fuck shit up around him.” At this point, she didn’t care about time and space laws anymore. Her parents weren’t here to police her and those laws seemed so much less important when she was worried about trying to survive. “I’m not worried about wasted potential. I work for your dad.” 

“That’s sad, but I think it’s nice that he’s taken you and Godrick underneath his wings. Bronson’s cooler than you make him out to be.” Genny then wrapped up Amber’s sandwich. “You going to pay with cash or card?” She paused before smirking. “Probably cash. Wouldn’t want it to be traced back to you, right?” 

“Charlie can handle himself,” Amber said to Genny with certainty. “He’s  your brother, you should know that already.” The scientist never took to people unless they were of interest to her or if she could make them better - a scientist should always look for ways to improve anything, people included. Although, she had stopped messing with genetics, it didn’t mean she couldn’t invent something for assistance. She rolled her eyes, “Bronson’s not my dad. My dad’s dead. I made sure of it.”

Amber Rhee was well-known with the Inter-Dimensonal Police force.  While most people on Earth didn’t need to pay attention to the IDP, Kazunari took it upon himself to befriend them and learn of the threats that came to Earth.  Amber Rhee was a name that came up a few times during those meetings and every time, Kazunari wondered when he would meet that infamous scientist.  Never did he think it would be at Ceres Centropolis.

“Do I really need to list our you crimes?” Kazunari said with bored laced in his words.  He looked over at her glasses, leaned forward and waved to her.  His eyes followed her movements, pausing only at the thin silver bangles that rest on her wrists.  As he realized what those bracelets were, his lips stretched into a curious smile.  "I wasn’t aware you were someone who was modest about her accomplisments,“ he said, nodding at her before he paused and said, "Then again, no one really wants to admit their failures.  Especially at the size of yours have been.”

The question she threw out made him laugh.  A soft laughter that turned into a hearty one.  "All that science and you have to ask?“ He taunted and then said, "I’m human.  Nothing more.”  He was human, but his friend, that Dark Shadow, was not;  he hadn’t lied to the scientist, simply told her the truth.  Kazunari stepped into the shade of the tree, letting the shade of darkness deepen around him.  "You’re free to try and find out more, Dr. Rhee, but please remember that the IDP does have a warrant out of your arrest.  So, I might throw back some force.“

Amber knew her crimes and for the ones that she couldn’t remember, she had it saved somewhere in her labs. The problem with people who knew too much was that she couldn’t gauge what he wanted to do. Not right away.

“They’re lessons that we can all learn from,” Amber said. If there was one thing that she knew, it was not to ever let someone know that she was scared or nervous. Especially a man like Kazunari Urameshi. If she showed any sign of weakness, it would lead to trouble for her. “Besides, you have no evidence on what I have or have not done,” she replied and then shrugged at him, “So, you don’t even have the grounds to arrest me.”

If he was human, then there was something else with him. It had to be magic related. There was no other explanation. The scientist eyed him slowly. Humans were the most dangerous. She based this on the countless atrocities that she has done and has continued to do; humans had an awful ability to scratch that itch in the back of their mind and they will not stop until it has been scratched. 

The woman in front of him was speaking about something, but Kazunari’s attention was on the fallen bits of sugar clouds.  He sighed and muttered, “Those were my favorites.  I can’t believe I’ve been forsaken …,” he hung his head down, tears brimmed the edge of his eyes.  

In the back of his mind, he heard the voice of darkness remind him not to be so focused on something like this.  Especially when they had a target in front of them who was made infamous by the Inter-Dimensional Police force.  “Ahhh, you’re right, you’re right,” he said as he brought his hand to his eyes, rubbing it gently.  “She’s right here, isn’t she?  All we have to do is catch her, right?”  Yes.  Yes, she’s here, Kazu.  Kazu smiled as he looked at Amber, “We don’t like you but we’re going to capture, Dr. Amber Rhee of Dimension Ver. 13.  Correct?”  His smile extended, stretching itself into a sinister display.  As his smile widened, a darker hue began to emerge from his back.  “As the Deputy Director of S.H.O.T, I’m placing you under arrest.  If you resist, I will be allowed to use force, Dr. Rhee.”

He knew which dimension she was originally from.

Amber rarely allowed herself to look nervous, but even she couldn’t hide the immediate veil of uncertainty that enveloped her. She frozen, unable to think for a moment as he spoke. The scientist forced herself to clear her throat, to bring herself back to the reality in front of her. This was the Deputy Director of S.H.O.T - she shouldn’t be so surprised that he knew who she really was and where she came from. Her fingers reached for the corner of her glasses, tapping the button to start into a scanner - while it looked like a regular pair of glasses, from Amber’s view it had everything she needed to analyze the man in front of her.

“Under arrest?” Amber laughed as she took a step back. She circled her fingers around her left wrist, then mimicked the movement with her right wrist - she wanted to make sure that those thin silver bangles were still on her at the moment. This was going to turn ugly. It was important to have an escape route, especially one that could warp her out of here immediately. She smiled, “For what reason? I haven’t done anything illegal today. Besides, I have no powers.”

Amber spoke the truth. The woman, no matter how great her achievements were, had always been human. Unlike the man in front of her. The scanner in her glasses picked up that dark hue that started to form around Kazunari. Something was wrong. Her brows furrowed - her scanner couldn’t analyze what it was, just a darkness.

“What the fuck are you?”

“Then I’ll look constipated. I don’t care what you think, even if my brother has a science crush on you.” Genny shook her head and rolled her eyes. Amber may have been described as one of the most terrifying and accomplished scientists in the history of anything, but with Charlie as her assistant, Genny could see that the lady wasn’t as hardened as people thought she was. In her opinion, Amber was a rule breaker that had a soft spot for teenagers in the need of some guidance. 

“I don’t want to endanger people’s lives if I don’t have to. I get that you’re working on Charlie’s back bone, but still…” He only just recently got cooler, so she didn’t want him to be deader than alive. “I don’t get that vibe from Bronson. It’s funny because that’s what his son says too. I guess denial runs in the family.” 

"Your brother is a strange kid," Amber said with a shrug, "I'm a strange person. Don't worry, I won't get him killed." Almost killed, sure. Actually killed? Hard pass. The scientist shrugged before she leaned on the counter. "He's got too much potential to waste," Amber admitted to Genny, "I think he just needed someone to show him that it's alright to explore beyond the common laws of the scientists here." Her eyes went from the sandwich ingredients over to the blonde, "The same goes with you. Too much potential to waste."

While that was a true statement, Callista didn’t buy a badge; she obtained it free of charge after Agent Kumari made it for her. “Really? I can see why he speaks so highly of you.” She put away her badge and nodded softly at the young woman. She learned from Bronson that Amber’s curiosity lead her to great discoveries. It was probably her best trait. “It can’t be helped… I could say the same about the people you choose to associate with.” The Qhuagmul looked back. “Now that you’ve fed your curiosity, what will you do now?”

Amber could not roll her eyes further back at Callista's statements. There was no need to attach a name to who 'he' was - that damned Orunmila always managed to get himself written into so many things. Amber cocked her to the side, looking for to the woman in front of her. She reached into her pockets and pulled on her sleek, black framed glasses. Her fingers reached to the corner of her glasses, clicking a button and the lens did a quick scan of the woman in front of her. Interesting.

"Bronson talks to much," Amber decided in a harsh whisper. She reached for the corner of her glasses again, clicking it and turning off the scanner as she gave her full attention to the woman. She rolled her eyes, "There's no need to associate me with people like him. I owed him a favor and unlike most people, I see to it that I finish what I owe." The scientist-turned-alchemist had never left things undone. It was her scientific duty to complete everything to the bitter end; if she didn't, someone else would and Amber never liked to share the spotlight. At the woman's question, she furrowed her brows before she looked over to her.

“Huh …oh,” Ophelia looked over to Amber, slightly vexed at the reply that she had given to her.  However, the woman’s annoyance over the question of love only made Ophelia want to love more.  She sighed and looked over to Amber, “I was abandoned a child before mother decided to adopt me.  I’m ever so grateful for it.”  She smiled at Amber, “Why?  Who raised you?”

She waved her hands around to cool them off and she quickly went back to wash her hands. “Cold cuts, okay…” She sighed as she pulled on a new set of gloves so she could prepare Amber’s food. “Everyone’s tense.” Genny shrugged at the mention of SHOT. “Not today. They’re distracted by what’s going on the news.” She jabbed her thumb in the air toward the TV that was mounted just above her. “People have been rallying and SHOT’s looking to see if people will act up enough.” And she was sure that Bronson’s magic was strong enough to deal any of SHOT’s equipment. “He’s my brother, and your Bronson’s stupid, adopted kid, right?” 

“Yeah, cold cuts. All of them,” Amber said as she watched the girl put on the gloves. The scientist hummed quietly to herself as she teetered back and forth on her toes. She was in a better mood than normal today. “No one needs to be that tense,” Amber commented with the curl of a smile slowly showing up on her face. “It’s not fun and it makes you look constipated.”  Unlike the rest of the population, Amber had less to be fearful for. Even if she died, the scientist-slash-alchemist always had a failsafe plan. There was a bounty on her head on different planets - she couldn’t afford to be careless, not even for a second. 

“Inconvenient.” She sighed before pocketing her note book and turning to look at Amber. The Qhuagmul raised a brow at the human and then lowered it once she made the proper mental connections. She recognized this young woman, but she wasn’t sure which version this was. She stopped keeping track of those things after she left the Talladus Invasion Forces since she didn’t have the technology and there were too many people and versions to keep track of. “I do have a badge.” She held up the badge that one of the IS agents made for her. She smiled at Amber. “You wouldn’t happen to live here, or are you just doing your own investigation?”

Amber looked at her, then her badge and shrugged. “Anyone can buy a badge,” Amber replied and didn’t bother looking at the badge the woman held out. Instead, she kept her attention to the mess in front of them. She said, “I just happened to be passing by. I don’t really care for doing investigations or whatever you people claim you’re doing.” Curiosity had always been a curse for Amber - it was an itch that she always had to scratch. She looked back over to Callista, “Your agents suck at this but they haven’t been doing a bang-up job lately.”

“Everything is sad to you, Amber,” Hunter said as he stuck his tongue out at the scientist-slash-alchemist but mostly destroyer of dimensions.  He looked over at Amber, slowly narrowing his eyes at the woman with momentary suspicion lightly appearing.  The woman had a different energy about her - one that he could never understand, not fully.  The only time people’s energy was this far off was when they weren’t from this time or planet;  perhaps, she wasn’t from this world but he’d never ask so she’d never tell.

“I don’t know how to write a resume, Amber,” Hunter said, stressing out every incorrect syllable to further enhance his annoyingness.  It was easy to fall into childishness when dealing with Amber.  Most of the jobs she’d hired him for required plenty of life-or-death circumstances and the least Hunter could do was piss Amber off.  It was only fair.  “I’m not exactly always available to write a resume, anyway.  I was just thinking about it.”

Why did Amber have to know everything about him?  She was creepy.  He shrugged, “Well, I don’t know if you’ve heard but The Gamble got SHOT.”  Hunter frowned.  That was a hilarious line, but he hated that he had to say it for The Gamble.  They were family there.  “But nah, I’m not looking for a job.  I was just thinking about how I’m going to eventually have to teach Dean how to write resumes and I’ve never written one.  Isn’t that crazy?”

“Because the world is sad, Daniels. The world is sad and pitiful and dirty and awful,” Amber said, looking at the man with her eyes narrowed. There were plenty of things in the world that Amber hated; she hated more things than she cared for. The woman frowned. “The world is lame,” she said, changing her expression and the tone of their conversation. “I mean, some moron in some universe decided to let you have a kid. So, lame. The world is lame.”

Amber stared at him and said, “Well, at least, you can put you learned how to read using hooked on phonics, numbnuts.” She scrunched up her face and stuck her tongue out at the man. She rolled her eyes at him, “Me neither, but I have a computer do it for me. Besides, stupid, your job and my job are jobs that don’t need any of that bullshit.” Living outside of the realm of society was much easier than having to abide by the rules of their reality; Amber never could follow authority very well.

“No,” Dean immediately said as he stared at Amber. He shook his head, frowning at the woman before he sighed, “You’re not going to make me your guinea pig again. Please. I’m too tired to be an experiment today.”