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Chieko hummed herself a small song, and tapped a snakeskin stiletto on the floor of the armoured limosine. She snapped something in her native language to the driver, a man with a gnarly scar across his eye, and he grunted and pressed a button, closing off the space between them and replacing with a mirror. matching golden coloured "shirt"? Check.
skin tight pants? Wonderful. She wanted to look nice for when she saw her pet.
And her new maid/ punching bag.

Her men were getting close.

[[ Done and done. And...She's almost there. Unfortunatly we'll have to wait for serieny until the fun starts. :/ ]]

[[ No problem. Sigh. It's unfortunate being online at a time only one other person is. NO offence. you're awesome!, but the story can only go so far with limited people, y'know? D; ]]

[[ Hoot.
Well, the Brigade had it's fun. But I guess it wasn't going anywhere.
Besides- I'm spending time working on an rp with a plot that's actually going somewhere. :/ ]]

[[ xD I know. It was sad just letting it waste away at first. But meh. I don't like the same thing for extended periods.]]

Why do I come back to you?

You hate me. You scream at me. You ignore me.

But I still come back to you.

You push me. You pull me. You shove me against random solid objects all hours of the day.

But I still run back to you.

Why?


Kanu decided to get ready for Chieko's arrival, so she walked into her lavish walk-in closet and picked out something suitable for the occasion.

Taking a red and gold Chinese-mini-dress made of the finest silk, she put it on and lifted her hair up into a high bun, using thin silver senbon needles to hold it in place. After doing her make up, she put on gold stilettos that matched perfectly with the gold accents on her dress, along with having thin daggers hidden in the heels.

She also donned gorgeous dangling gold earrings on her lobs, along with six pairs of small gold hoops on each ear.

Had to look good.

Smiling to herself and admiring herself in the mirror, she pulled on several gold bangles onto her arms and put on several gold rings.

Beautiful. Deadly. Oh yes.

"Morto," she called to the PA, which was switched on. "Get Hazen cleaned and ready. We have a visitor to greet at our holding cells beneath the port. Get my car ready as well."

Satisfied, she stepped out of the room and headed down the hall.