“You there, the dye job, would you get out of my shot?”
Ryo said, as he lazily trawled his camera across the the horizon. He thought he had picked a remote enough section of the city to continue his documentation and studying, but as fortune or misfortune would have it he found one other person who managed to cross his path in this abandoned city block.
He might have wondered what she was doing there, if she was not currently in the middle of hogging camera space. With disinterest, he turned both his camera and the eye behind it away from her. The large white coat he was wearing, swooshed with his movement. It looked expensive, and unnecessary considering it was not even that cold out today.
“You still haven’t left yet?” Ryo asked, without turning his head back. He merely continued to film empty space, as if he were looking for something that seemed to be invisible. “If you’re going to get in my way you could at least be useful, and do drugs, or bleed a little bit so a demon will be summoned. Do you happen to know where I could find some virgin blood?”