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Post by Helena Lucia on Feb 25, 2013 21:05:16 GMT -5
It was raining a little tonight. Helena stepped out onto the balcony and looked out, hearing the pitter patter of it striking the rooftop that enclosed part of the space above her. One of her father's men was in the bedroom, dead. She had slept with him first, since that was what she had had to do. He was important, and hadn't let his guard down until after.
When the light rain ended, she changed into something a bit warmer and went out onto the wet streets.
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Post by Shuuji Sugata/Creuset Siblings on Feb 25, 2013 22:00:48 GMT -5
"...Hmph. No leads, typical."
Charles stood in the rain, his hair over his eyes--still wearing his signature shades--several armed men laid knocked-out cold around him as the rain fell on them just as much as it poured upon Charles. His hands on his hips as his expression was one of complete dissatisfaction. He moved his leg, kicking one of the unconscious men in the face, knocking him over onto his face as Charles pushed his foot onto the top of the man's head roughly. "I should just crush your damn head where you lie, scum." He spoke darkly under his breath.
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Post by Helena Lucia on Feb 25, 2013 22:05:19 GMT -5
"Well, isn't that an interesting sight?" Helena voiced as she came upon this scene. She stopped, "I remember you..."
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Post by Shuuji Sugata/Creuset Siblings on Feb 25, 2013 22:34:23 GMT -5
"You're that girl... from Japan." He looked at her, his expression much more bitter then it had been back in Japan. "Hmph; looks like its just fate that we keep crossing paths like this." He remarked, putting only one hand on his hip as he looked away.
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Post by Helena Lucia on Feb 25, 2013 22:36:14 GMT -5
"I wouldn't have pegged you as some killer," she commented simply.
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Post by Shuuji Sugata/Creuset Siblings on Feb 25, 2013 23:09:59 GMT -5
"They aren't dead." He assured her, "Although you're one to talk, you reek... like someone who's used to taking lives." He shot a glance at her, although the harshness of his glance was obscured by his shades.
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Post by Helena Lucia on Feb 25, 2013 23:12:38 GMT -5
"I do what I must," he said simply.
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Post by Shuuji Sugata/Creuset Siblings on Feb 25, 2013 23:22:21 GMT -5
"As do I, so you'll understand to not question my actions as long as I don't question yours." He told her, "Its a shame that good women have to bloody themselves in this world, but its just an example of how far from grace the world has fallen." He mumbled, although audible enough that Helena could hear.
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Post by Helena Lucia on Feb 25, 2013 23:23:42 GMT -5
"I'm simply targeting a single man. Once he's gone, then I'll be done," she said.
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Post by Shuuji Sugata/Creuset Siblings on Feb 25, 2013 23:30:29 GMT -5
"Does this man possess any relation to a family known as the Creuset Family?" Charles posed the question. Staring at her intensely.
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Post by Helena Lucia on Feb 25, 2013 23:31:09 GMT -5
"I don't think so," she said, "It's possible, but I'm not aware of the name."
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Post by Shuuji Sugata/Creuset Siblings on Feb 25, 2013 23:32:21 GMT -5
"Damnit." He clenched a fist, biting his lip before relaxing himself. "Perhaps its best though that he's not related--if he were, I'd probably have to steal your kill from you." He spoke cryptically.
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Post by Helena Lucia on Feb 25, 2013 23:33:20 GMT -5
"As long as he's dead, that's all that matters to me," she stated.
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Post by Shuuji Sugata/Creuset Siblings on Feb 25, 2013 23:36:44 GMT -5
"That so?" He seemed a bit intrigued by her response, growing quiet for a few moments before speaking again, "I've been meaning to ask you something..." He approached her. Appearing serious as he extended a arm and pressed his hand against the wall next to her head leaning forward, "...when I look at you, I get a strange... vibe from you... don't mistake it for simple attraction, I'm talking about something deeper." His words were spoke fluidly as he stared her down, "Are you another of them? A Maskman?"
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Post by Helena Lucia on Feb 25, 2013 23:38:50 GMT -5
She looked at him with cold eyes, "I am," she said, "I'm going to assume you are as well; would that be a correct assumption?"
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