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Post by Hanako Hajimari on Apr 21, 2019 8:08:07 GMT -4
 at most I'm sleeping all these demons away She wanted to praise herself for holding on in this conversation, making no mistakes, working her way around what she thought was going best and looking left and right to not make mistakes. She was doing pretty well, she would manage, she would survive but for some strange reason this conversation took its toll on her. Maybe it was hormones, baby things but she wanted to be home. She felt guilty for lying to G about where she went, Hanako was sure it would happen again because her job needed to remain a secret, especially to him, he would lock her up if he knew. He forgot that she had done this all before, played those rules. She was worried and wondered and went on and on and on in her head, but she had to focus on the Princess here. She could not allow herself to drag herself down and make it worse than it was. The look Hanako got from the woman made her squirm a little, she did not move, but in her mind she wondered what she thought. She simply continued to put on the act that she had given the name of Nanami and gave a shy smile when their eyes met, what did she think? Was she planning something? She wrote down the words that Nori spoke now. Comforts. Hardships. Did not every life hold that? She almost did sound human, with the emotions, careful and considerate, moderate and playful. What a world to live in, such luxury and such fear... no fear was not the right word cautiousness. Another reference to snakes, interesting how such an animal could be used for a lot of things. If everyone does their job. Yes, that's how the world worked in general. She mused on, not entirely sure what more to ask, which felt sloppy from her own side. She wasn't sure if the Princess expected her to ask more or if the conversation was going on long enough for her to be interesting. "Would you have something specific you want Lady Scandal to say about the Yakuza or well your part specifically? anonymous of course." Else she might lose more than just her pinky. She did see the curiosity in her eyes, which was something that did not happen often, not the way she looked, Hanako wasn't sure what to do with it or if she should comment on it. So she sealed her lips. @iwa
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2019 4:51:52 GMT -4
The woman wasn't easy to read and only slowly did it truly occasionally raise a few flags with Nori. This woman was at least what Nori related it to must have been other dangerous stories she probably chased in the past. She found it bold for how she remained so calm and chill. Some part of her lightly saddened she didn't get the gasps or worried reaction she had expected when this had all been setup. But a strong soul encounter was a little better in its own right more or less.
With a twist she put out a cigarette into a glass ashtray sipping a final drink from her glass as a dark drink went down the throat quickly towards the gut. Biting her lower lip briefly as she allowed the burning sensation briefly rush into her gut and through her whole body for a few seconds.
For a moment she eye'd her carefully with her dark yellowish hues. "Tell them its important people learn not to put their nose in Yakuza business unless they want danger. Hero's and these freaks in costumes just make people think they can do anything like they believe they can. An in turn people just get hurt... The world as a way of things and disrupting that order just brings about pain and chaos. Let them know the Yakuza is here to stay no matter who decides they thing they should oppose it. An further more if she want's a real story... Tell her to keep her ear to the ground... Things may be shifting really soon in the underground's power." She'd say softly answering the woman's question. Watching her softly and silently wondering if it would have pleased the woman or her boss as she hoped it would.
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Post by Hanako Hajimari on Apr 24, 2019 12:25:42 GMT -4
at most I'm sleeping all these demons away She eyed her, the glass, the now-burned out cigarette in the ashtray. She was glad that that part of the night was over, as she felt the temptation for one and the bad smoke on the other hand. Hanako did not want to think too much about it. How the woman looked her up and down again made her squirm-ish but she tried very hard to not do so and looked at the glass of water, untouched, not needed, afraid to, she wanted to go home. She never felt it so badly before. She nodded, wrote down what she said but lingered on the latter words. An ear to the ground? Things might be shifting? She looked up to Nori, when it came to the underground power of the Yakuza, everyone always spoke about Thundershock. Is that what Nori meant? That she as a rivaling Yaukuza Princess would take the stage to be the number one. It was interesting for Hanako to consider, a woman leading the whole underground world of Tokyo. She was rather impressed, maybe it would even be for the better, surely the woman opposite her could rule with an iron fist but maybe she did in a better version, no mix match with the whole line of rumours that Thunder brought up. "A female leading?" She mused out loud, she had wanted to leave, but this was interesting enough. Her eyes scanning the men in the room, "Are there more women out there? Like you? In your group even or is the Yakuza a world of men only and you are the brightest exception?" She did not want to flatter anthracite but she was a strong warrior of the female rights and she could not help but ask, even if it was for the wrong approach and wrong stand, it was maybe for the better in a way. After receiving her answer, she thanked Nori and asked to be brought back, the blindfold, the bag, everything the same way, to brought back in the same way and to hurry home after that, in the arms of her own man. It felt the safest and she had a lot of thoughts in her mind about how to write this article, but it had to wait and to wait a bit more and more. But words came to mind and she would write it all down when she stopped shivering. @iwa
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2019 4:49:03 GMT -4
Her eye flickered lightly in a small glare both curious in her gaze but cold and determined in her gaze as if she was about to strike. Even if her body remained still and calm sitting relaxed as she had been nearly this whole time. Her breathing slowed and calm if not controlled as well. It was a odd question but one that made sense to ask she felt. She pondered for a brief moment as she rolled the words around in her head trying to put them together in the best way she could decide upon to give the answer she felt she should have.
"I gave my,... My sweat and blood... my skin to this family. Because I liked to believe I had some purpose for it. What happens in both the light for all those to see and what happens at night only the deviants too. Thunder and so many like him simply rule because they have percieved themselves as something truly larger then they are. People who not only disrespect what it is to be Yakuza but also only see it as their personal play pin to fuel their desires and sick fantasies. An even if I can't knock him out of the game for all he's done. He'll at least be knocked off Narumi territroy soon." She'd say in a cold stare as she reached up towards the black cloth that covered her eye right after pulling her long gloves from her arms showing the scars that covered along the side of her left arm. More under her clothes along that side but the arm and eye would have done enough she felt. Holding her hand back lightly to show the twisted electrical burns that left only a hollow eye closed tight if not seared shut as well.
"Thunder is the monster and people like him are those that people think of when they want to imagine what real monsters are in this world. But as for me! I'm a true Yakuza and as are my more deserving family both the women and the men. Its not that a woman can do it better, Its just that the others in charge don't deserve to be as of now. But that will change... One day it will change. An he'll pay for what he did to me and those that work for me." She'd say looking for a short bit with in a sense both eyes or one and the lack there of towards lady scandal. The love princess burned and scorned by the large man that claimed to be the number one bad ass of the underground. Yet still she stood, While scarred still strong and defiant as well.
"Change is coming... I'll see to that Ms..." She'd say sliding her glove back along her arm quickly but with grace as well as sliding the cloth back over her eye and fixing her hair so it hid just lightly under her bangs just as before. Giving the woman a soft nod of respect as she did so. When it was all said and done the men would return and prepare the woman same as she came and escort her back to the same pick up point to drop her off as safety as she came.
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Post by Dessen on Apr 29, 2019 3:24:01 GMT -4
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