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| Post #1 Jan 9 2014, 11:26 PM | Namida |
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God had today been exhausting; a move and a hit in a single day. Eiji was overworking her for sure. It wasn’t bad enough that she had to travel all fucking day to get here but right after finally reaching her new apartment (which admittingly wasn’t bad, not in the least) but she had to dress up and go right back out the door. Not even to meet Mr. What’s-his-name, in charge of operations here but to carry out a hit. That’s right, a hit. Sure it wasn’t one that was really all that hard; big time, smooth talking lawyer who had somehow ended up on the Wo Shing shit list. Nami didn’t know what he had done and frankly didn’t care, all that mattered was Wo Shing wanted him to be sleeping with the fishes and well whenever Eiji said jump her response was always “how high?” She had read up on the target during her travels, the plan had been a simple one. The old seduce, seclude, then slaughter; she’d done it half a dozen times and hell it seemed to work pretty well. This guy didn’t have bodyguards, shit was too easy. The only tough part was her disguise; typically her attire would fall under the categories of short, tight, and skimpy but this Joe was a little different. He sure wasn’t giving the trophy wife much action because according to Wo Shing research his tastes lied a little more on the male side. Late teens to early twenties men to be exact. Luckily Nami had never really had all much chest to speak of (though it was getting tougher to hide it) and was well versed in the cross dressing department. A bit of well placed make up, a lot of hair styling and an outfit perfect for hiding that female figure and she was ready to go. The mission didn’t take more than a couple hours, the guy took the bait like a starving fish and it wasn’t long till he was stumbling out the door eager to get the pretty collage boy into his hotel room. Nami had played her part well, making sure to keep her voice low, using her eyes and body language do do most of the talking for her as the lawyer had rambled on about all sorts of shit. He had been all too eager to play cat and mouse chasing his ‘playful new lover’ down to the frozen beach late at night. No one was there (because it would be fucking stupid to be there) and the kill was so quick he hadn’t seen it coming. The body was left in the snow under the boardwalk. It was cold as hell froze over so Nami doubted anyone would find him soon. Not unless they went looking for him and even if they did he was last seen with a young man, something she was most certainly not. After putting some distance between herself and the body she found a little shop closed for the winter to hide behind as she turned herself back into a girl. She dropped her pants revealing a pair of leggings underneath. She rolled the pants up and shoved them into the bag she had with her. swapped out men’s dress shoes for ladies boots, undid her chest binding and let her hair down running her fingers through it, it looked messy as hell but hey she was back to being a woman. For good measure she added a tint of pink to her lips and a few strokes of mascara. Just a student from the nearby university out late after studying; nothing to see here folks. She smiled to herself another job well done as she made her way back towards the populated areas of town. Though… something felt…off… |
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| Post #41 Feb 7 2014, 12:42 AM | Namida |
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When Tatsou-san refused her hand all she could do was smirk and shake her head. Tough man huh? Well it wasn't surprising, he didn't seem like the type to let a lady help him up. Too 'manly' for that shit. Her hands found her hips and she smiled her eyes meeting his. Then her demeanor changed, as she noticed his intense gaze she found her smile fading and her face feeling more and more warm. She bit her lower lip and dropped her gaze as her hands moved behind her back. God what the hell was this bullshit going on in her, was she actually being shy? "Ahh... hai..." she said her voice sounding way more quiet than it should have been. Her eyes glanced up but quickly lowered again at the sight of his smirk. Oh sweet Christ almighty get a hold of yourself Namida Somoto. He's just semi drunk and horny, you've dealt with more grabby, annoying men than this. She cleared her throat and seemed to regain her composure (yeah if you ignore the ridiculous blush on her cheeks) then walked over to her bag grabbing the thing and slinging it over her shoulder. "Follow me then." she said stiffly before walking out the door into the night. They had escaped their encounter with the white haired man unscathed but for some reason Nami felt like the danger had just begun. |
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