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Through the town, the people were happy and smiling, some just off to work or at work, just minding time. Yes, time... and life. From the airport to Toyko, a taxi drove at a normal speed, heading for the higher level neighborhood. The man that drove the car was quiet and peaceful, looked about in his 50's and maybe did this as a job for fun or something, but he, or the people didn't really matter in someone's case. The woman he was giving a ride was gorgeous. A very beautiful body with autumn red hair covering an eye sometimes. However her clothes were very unique. They resembled what a joker would wear for a king. It was odd to see that on a normal person... though this person isn't normal. Strange tattoos stretched down her shoulder to her stomach, the shirt revealing most of them. She had her legs propped up on the seat, leaning against the closed door as a dark red Zune rested in her pocket and black skull candy earphones in her ears. This woman just chilled out, taking a break as the man drove to a certain mansion that she was asked to come to.

This woman was summoned by some man who discovered her existence from spies to meet him to ask for a favor; to become a Guardian for the "family" he had. At first she thought it was a waste of her time, but when he mentioned battles, that was the thing that caught her attention. This woman agreed for she thought that she could find out where an old friend was. Bottom line, she wasn't going to take any crap from anyone but that guy, her terms down to the point.

When this young female arrived that the mansion, the man got out and opened the door for her. She stepped out of the car where black heeled boots, covered mostly by her long pants. She stood about 5' 7" and had a beautiful figure. The man rushed to the back of the car and grabbed her things from the trunk. Her tan stuck out as natural as she began to walk in the sun, with the old man carrying her things. The joker like girl gave a knock on the door, waited a few seconds to be greeted by two maids opening the door for her. She walked inside to examine it and let out a sigh. It was to her taste but she wasn't greeted by the boss. She payed the old man and gave him a kiss on the cheek before he left, leaving him blushing and running back to the car. The maids took her suitcases and asked the red haired teen of her name before the took her things to her designated room. " Banshee. " She simply said, with the maids bowing and leaving her to rest. This Banshee girl had an odd title, but was pretty good at keeping it. Tired from the flight, she plopped down onto a chair and leaned back, resting her eyes in the time being while waiting for the boss.

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[Total Count:518]
[All-in-All:518]
[Area:Takashi base]

Resting for a moment, and all was quiet, Banshee heard a voice that seemed like it was talking to itself. It was a voice of a guy, mad at some name he mentioned and came over looking for the remote. She played dead for a second before she head a soft tip-toe squeak against the tile. Suddenly, a fork zoomed by the man's head and One of Banshee's eyes were open. " Where is the boss? " Her voice echoed against the spacious walls in the room. The jester began to sit up, hunched over one knee while one leg was laid out flat. A fork dwindled in her fingers as she looked at the man who was taller then she. To her, he looked pretty good looking, but still looked too young.

She got up from the seat slowly and gently placed the fork on the stand next to the two piece chair she was laying on. She walked over to the teen with an evil smirk with the sound of her heels on the tile made it more suspenseful as she then leaned on the wall in front of him with a smile and beautiful red eyes. " Hmm? Do you know? "

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[Total Count:718]
[All-in-All:718]
[Area:Takashi base]

Zane looked at the girl dead in her eyes. He could tell he was already blushing by the heat surrounding his pale cheeks. His gray eyes stared into hers for about five seconds til' he grabbed his jacket off the couch and put it on him; using the cat-eared hoodie to cover his face as he looked. "H-He's probably asleep. Anyways; j-just who might you b-be.?" He stuttered; that was the first time he's ever done that. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and shook his head lightly at himself. Damn...

This young man looked quiet nervous, which gave her the upper advantage to control him, but she didn't feel like doing that to someone so early in the game. It was fun to play with her food, yet today she was so tired from the long flight that she had barely any energy. Looking up at the boy, she saw a flash of pink on his cheeks and she because even less interested in who this guy was. However it seemed clear he wanted to know who she was badly. ' Suffering was her game, then chopping their head off left a family in shame.' An excellent saying she made up herself for moments like these. If this was her new "Family" then she would have to behave for the boss, who she still seek. The only tipbit she got was that he was maybe asleep, or his precence roomed the house.

She looked away from the boy, turning her whole body to sense where he was. She got a pretty powerful reading and smirked. She shifted her eyes to the teen with that evil smirk still upon her face. " Thanks cutie. Thats all I need. " Banshee then began to walk away from him, heading in the direction of a hallway labeled 'Hallway 2', in search of the Boss. She almost forgot to give him a bit of teasing before she left. " Oh, and figure it out. " Leaving down the passage way with that.
[Leaving Lobby to Music room]

She glanced all around for a near presence, waiting for his face to pop up anywhere. His presence felt shaky and she couldn't afford to lose it. She was ordered to report in today by him or else she was out, which she really didn't care, but that did mean another plane ride back to France. Within the corridor there was a music room, with the boss's signature most powerful at. She let out a sigh and then knocked on the door, giving a good guess it was locked. " Hey Playboy, how long do you plan on avoiding your new Guardian, hmm? " Her statement was bold, but from the first phone call, he sounded like some guy who liked women a lot, (example being called a hottie from her profile he looked over) hence the name Playboy. She leaned against the wall by the door and raised an eye brow at no response. " Hmm, I don't think you the one to be shy Decimo. " A joke was thrown out at him to grab his attention, hoping the Playboy would come out and play a little attention to her so she can report in.

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[Total Count:1060]
[All-in-All:1060]
[Area:Outside music room]

Vash started to blush more until she finally left. He put his back to the wall and slowly started to slide down it. "Never. Again. I never want to see a girl ever again." He said quietly to himself; he pulled his knees to his chest and hugged them; sighing. "Maybe I should go train again? Yeah, I should do that... I need root beer." He sighed and slowly got up; brushing his black skinny jeans off and walking into the kitchen.