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[November 4th, Noon / Sayato Family Store-TTC][/BCOLOR]
Suddenly a new message was ready for her. Deciding to play a bit of a shell game, she walks over to the store cooler and grabs three sports drinks, Grape, Strawberry and Green Tea flavored.
"Purple Rei, Red Nyoko, Green Michio..If its someone else I'll just grab a water." Taking a bit of yen coins and putting them in the register, Ayame then activates her messaging system, reading it, a short message was displayed;
Maybe later on today. I have martial arts training until afternoon. But I should be able to later on today. Amaterasu Shrine should work fine. Also, have you seen my bag around? I lost it, but haven't been able to find it lately. Since you've been keeping a close eye on me, you should know where I lost it, right?
-Rei Saionji
Rei huh.. The first bit was to be expected, but at least she was agreeing to the meeting, and without even knowing who she was meeting.. The next bit of the message clarified it, he likely had her mind on that bag of hers, how in the world did she even lose it.. She practically had the thing on her person all the time.
Thinking back to the murders and the events with the Red Panda's, or rather what she was positive was an attempt to frame them and leading to them being Crushed by the Yakuza, this could not be ignored. While just a teenager, her own hobbies and a few instructions from the Yakuza let her have a bit experience or at least abstract thought on what could have, and still happen. And it wouldn't be proper to tell the girl her job was to watch her and her surroundings, not her property, she needed Rei's co-operation later on today afterall, plus the two matters she needed to bring up with both her and Michio.
Alright on that, be careful on the way up.. As to your bag hmm... Last I seen you with it was during school before the Cultural Festival preparations. On the day of the Cultural Festival and the preparations the day before I was pretty busy, but when I seen you, the bag was there;
Pausing for a bit, she could have asked her assistant when the bag vanished or where, but that wasn't something she couldn't get to right then and there. To tell Rei here and now that Ayame had other eyes watching her might deepen the whole, the fact was until they took out whoever was behind this the only way it could be dealt with was a program to detect stealth from the Yakuza it's self, or to Isolate the Girl in an area without chip support, or with one way in and traps or devices that worked off of the chip network.. The sad fact was as she knew from being an eavesdropper and her training, protected people could not live normal lives.
Grinding her teeth, Ayame slaps her right hand down upon the store counter before composing the rest of her message, letting out an angry growl. Her own life was being heavily affected by this, at times it was as if Rei didn't even consider Ayame a human with problems of her own to deal with. Or so it seemed to Ayame, and it didn't help that she believed Rei didn't trust her.
All this because some other gang couldn't work up the balls to deal with Red Panda's themselves.. They should have just went after the rich schemer at the center of all of their troubles, actions would have been taken much faster, but then again Kokoro Amane's knew how to keep her security up.. Just even thinking of that girl pulling strings really pissed Ayame off, all things considered.
I'm going to go talk to Nyoko now, and find some answers, if that doesn't work.. Well you'll find out what I want to do soon enough. If your bag turns up be careful of it, some... how should I put it, stuff is going around in this town right now. I'll try finding your bag personally. I just need to retrace some of your steps. If you find it before me, then let me know, please.. ~Ayame.
Sending the Message, the girl exhales heavily closing her eyes briefly. Pausing for a bit, she considers if the information today was true, then a Red Panda lieutenant was killed, and with hand to hand combat at that.. These chips gave a lot of abilities but they also robbed one of others. Nor where they invincible or all powerful. What if she got rid of her chip or masked it and picked up a gun or a blade from one of the other Yakuza and solved her problems one at a time permanently?
From the hacking case to the gangs, it was just one problem after another in this damnable town. Least that was where her thoughts would linger. Shaking them aside, this place really was getting to her, remembering a quote she once heard Ayame laughs a bit bitterly raising and slamming her hands upon the counter.
"No man, No Problem.."
Thinking of the few physical beatings and collections she participated in to toughen her up at the older Yakuza's suggestion, Ayame throws the grape sports drink across the store, impacting against the wall. Right now she didn't much care for the flavor anymore. Going into the menu to disable some of her chips features, for today she wanted a less cluttered view of the world and not a constant reminder of her troubles.
Right now she didn't much care for the grape flavor anymore. This town and it's stupid games for power was only angering her further. It was then her mother entered the door, looking much like Ayame, her mother's hair was even more blonde, mostly due to her half Russian heritage, and her eyes were a dark brown with tan skin much lighter than Ayame's. Wearing a simple set of pants with a striped shirt a name tag simply read; Akita Sayato.
"Ayame...what's wrong?" Bending down to clean the mess she glances over to her daughter offering a soft if somewhat sad smile.
"Just the other damn job Mom...and this city. Hey if Mana or Kyouko come by give them a free drink, I already put some Yen in the cash register.. I'll come back to close up, but for now I need to visit someone. Sorry about the mess mom.. Oh yeah.. I want to see about getting some flowers for someone I know. They're in the hospital. Anyways I-I'll see you later." Grabbing the trash Ayame throws in a few more yen coins into the register, snatching up her folder from before with the news paper, she closes the register.
Moving from the counter and heading for the door, Ayame feels a hand on her right leg, looking down her mother has a bit of a sad smile looking up.
"Ayame.. Your father may have made things hard for us.. But you are my darling little girl, smile a little and find something good in this world.. You aren't an evil child."
"Mom..as if they'll let us walk away.. Just, look I-I'l see you later, alright?" Tearing away from her mothers grip Ayame felt a bit conflicted with those words, what she read, and what she was just thinking. For now all she could do was focus on duty and step forward. The future would come later.
Tearing the folder into shreds as she stepped outside, Ayame heads around back for the stores portable incinerator, throwing all the burnable trash inside, she starts the ignitor throwing all the fragments inside, watching them burn, it was funny how physical information was easier to secure than those chips.. Maybe the old ways like those of the Ninja were better after all. Smiling thinly and shutting the door, the trash would burn its self and be collected later for dumping.
Now was time to find the Red Panda Leader. Having received no reply from Nyoko, Ayame did know at least where she would be. The girl was unreliable at times with messages, which was funny as how demanding she had been of Ayame the last few days with her radio show...speaking of she should really sneak about and listen to the schools gossip, could come in handy but for now a more serious issue needed to be dealt with.
Pondering sending a message about the meeting time to Michio, there wasn't any point in it for now, he hadn't replied then there was likely something keeping him from it, or he was just ignoring her, laughing a bit softly at the thought of that, his mention of needing to marry
that girl still pissed her off. She rather doubted it would be something she could abide..even if she did want to protect him... Then again not all relationships worked out, she was painfully aware of that thanks to her own family situation.
Holding the bridge of her nose a bit of a headache was coming on, but it couldn't be helped, walking onwards as a few minutes passed she would have to deal with it.
Duty called and that duty would take her to the door step of the TTC pulling open the first door, she hoped Nyoko would be in.
(I didn't see anything worth underlining in this minus my last action as I'm not engaged in conversation with anyone other than myself.)
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@Karyra @Wen
