#utorid

      “ i have no interest in doing business with a demon. be on your way. ”

“Do you need some help with that?”

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Chatter and sowing machines filled the air as Neena frowned down at the opened binder before here. Plastic paper protector sleeves held some of her designs along with the current assignment. Glaring down at the looming instructions she slammed the cover closed. How in the world was she going to find someone who fit the image she was going for.

Frustration filled her as she looked around the room. At least right now she was surrounded by the sounds of creative ideas coming to life. Only a few of them had models already while the rest were scrambling. Thankfully the professor was bringing in a few individuals that had modeled for other departments. This was going to be the last chance she had before having to go scout someone off the street... Which isn’t that hard to do but it was time consuming.

The door to the workroom opened and the professor walked in. After getting the room quiet, he announced that the models had arrived. Neena’s fingers twitched in anticipation. Violet eyes watched the door, waiting to spot the one she needed. Someone edgy enough to rock the look she had created but also with a ferocity yet hidden softness that would turn heads.

Then she walked in. The fierceness in her eyes yet gentle soft shape of her features with the edgy characteristics she could put a spotlight on. This model was perfect and no one would be getting the jump on her and get the lead. Neena stood quickly and approached her.

“Oi. M’goin’ out fer a bit. Ya wanna come with?”

Dante rarely, if ever offered to treat someone to lunch. But with Shinye, he at least felt a bit comfortable enough around her to do such a thing. That and he just wanted the company. If only to get to know his so called friend a bit better beyond the physical aspect.

Her feet ghosted across the metal beneath her as she moved silently. The target that Alexander had given her was located here in the apartment before her, some cocky guy that had bitten off more than he could chew and knew too much for his own good. Thankfully, it seemed like it was going to be a fairly simple hit, he lived alone in his apartment, was always home at this time of night, and, also according to Alexander, was too self-assured to take any necessary precautions. Glancing over her shoulder from where she was on the fire escape to make sure no one on the ground caught sight of her, gloved fingers grasped the edge of his window and gave an experimental tug. A brief moment of surprise colored her features when it slid upwards without any resistance. …She knew Alexander had said he was cocky but was he really so assured of his own invincibility that he forgot to lock his windows? 

Kyoto was busier than it normally was at least for Benkei’s tastes. Everyone was preparing for their year end celebrations which meant that Benkei had to keep tabs on the unruly stormriders who had forgetten themselves and needed to be gently reminded to be on their best behavior.

When her leader was alive that job of enforcing them was left to her. With her leader gone, that job was still left to her and it was something she enjoyed though she didn’t like to admit it.

She came across a young woman she had never seen before, she assumed that she was lost. Most people were, especially if they ended up on the outskirts by the old run down temple.