Post by Daruma Doll~ on Nov 8, 2013 10:54:55 GMT -8
It was a dark and smoky establishment, and was rather dingy to boot. Cigarette butts dotted the tables and counters, and were ground into the floor. Just about every surface was tacky with split beer. It seemed like a hole in the wall compared to the Dragon Fang, which Takashi kept in pristine condition in Dragon territory.
Chihiro hadn't bothered to get too fancy tonight, as she would have stuck out like a swan in a tar pit. She opted for a black camisole and tight leather pants, her long black hair pulled back in a ponytail with her disheveled bangs framing her face. Her eyes were outlined in coal eyeliner to make her dark eyes pop in the dim light.
Her target tonight was a man named Neil Gunderson, a former colleague of Kazuya's father. He had been taking resources from the Hikari stashes and using them for his own gain. When caught red handed, he fled. Chihiro's job tonight was simple...find and eliminate the slimey son of a bitch. Intelligence led her to this bar that he was known to frequent. As if on cue, the man walked through the door, heading to the bar for a pint. He had blonde greasy hair pushed back from his forehead and small watery eyes.
Chi set her own drink down, abandoning it on the table as she walked up behind him, touching his shoulder and smirking devilishly. She introduced herself as Jun and started chatting him up, letting her velvetty voice and the alcohol loosen the man's defenses.
Chihiro hadn't bothered to get too fancy tonight, as she would have stuck out like a swan in a tar pit. She opted for a black camisole and tight leather pants, her long black hair pulled back in a ponytail with her disheveled bangs framing her face. Her eyes were outlined in coal eyeliner to make her dark eyes pop in the dim light.
Her target tonight was a man named Neil Gunderson, a former colleague of Kazuya's father. He had been taking resources from the Hikari stashes and using them for his own gain. When caught red handed, he fled. Chihiro's job tonight was simple...find and eliminate the slimey son of a bitch. Intelligence led her to this bar that he was known to frequent. As if on cue, the man walked through the door, heading to the bar for a pint. He had blonde greasy hair pushed back from his forehead and small watery eyes.
Chi set her own drink down, abandoning it on the table as she walked up behind him, touching his shoulder and smirking devilishly. She introduced herself as Jun and started chatting him up, letting her velvetty voice and the alcohol loosen the man's defenses.
