An Unlikely Partnership (Hana)

[attr="class","textieno"]Why would you ever come up with the name Nero? That was just something weird and to be honest, she had to put on the search machines to even know what people meant with it. Something something old Rome, whatever was the first that she got and yes she could imagine that in one of the settings in Tokyo Underground. But she was rather curious. Before she had to leave she had to make sure everything and everyone at home was fine. That she took her medicine. Fixed the face construction, her blonde hair and the glasses that she had repaired by Fix or well they weren't as broken as she thought but fixed none the less! That was a good thing and it was a moment to make an appointment in a bar in Musutafu. Seriously most people met her in Tokyo so this was a new thing on the Lady Scandal Tour. She could almost hear Elena and G yelling in her ear but they wouldn't not simultaneous at least. That was another issue she had to fix and she wasn't even sure if she would dare to face both and how to face both. There was just a lot going on when it came to what she should and should not do. Dressed in her overall outfit that would make people pay attention to her breasts, because yes safety measures. She was sure she would figure it out eventually. Right now she had not lied toG about what she was going to do but she had at least managed to convince him that she knew what she was doing and that she would be in public, safe and sound.[break][break]

Because of that, it was surprising that when she arrived at the bar, it seemed to be rather crowded. With women. Really what were they all doing here on a Friday afternoon? Waiting for the bachelor or something? Hanako rolled her eyes and did not want to think about it, she would see how it goes and took one of the tables in the back and went to consider to look more at her phone and what to do with it. What kind of questions she wanted to ask, he had asked if she was real or not. She was the real deal and she had not liked what she found online about her or well her new her. For swear word's sake, she had been tricked, her not writing since the summer had certainly stolen the show from a lot of people and it was high time to go and write about that but how? The good thing is that it wasn't all posted by Metropolitan so her boss didn't betray her but why did they think they could get away with it? Her blog had a lot of messages asking where she was and that people had information. Hm, maybe it was time to restart the white phone again that was hidden, locked away in the drawer of her make-up table.[break][break]

As she did not look up at the door she missed that someone came in and looked around for the correct Lady. Nope all she did was sip her glass of water and scroll through her phone and the messages she had found. She should have taken the right phone especially because the official Tokyo underground chat was on there so they could not trace it to this phone. It was now redirected to this one as she had not expected herself to be on there for quite some time. She got a ping on her phone and noticed that Nero had send her a message and she quickly looked up and waved. She stood up and brushed her now-blonde hair behind her right ear and smiled. Right she had to go and stay in the role of Scandal. No names, no nothing.

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[attr="class","textieno"]The people of Tokyo Underground were a peculiar one. She had met Elena there and Fix and many more. Not all where what she was happy about and some of her jobs were put on hold but she was maybe slightly afraid of what would come if she continued those. But she had a goal, that man needed to be put behind bars and she would do everything within her power to talk to him, get slightly close to him. That did not mean she wasn't afraid to say something wrong or give the wrong impression. She was sure she had already done that and she was also worrying if he would invite her again. She got a note that the meeting had to be cancelled that probably had to do with the auction and everything that happened after it. She did not have steal nerves and sometimes she wished she did. So now she was here, doing specifically what she said she wouldn't do to Elena. She did not know Nero, had not heard anything about him and the curiosity got the better hand of her. So here she was sitting in a bar in Musutafu. Waving at a stranger.[break][break]

She took his hand, intending to shake it but he helped her up from her chair and she looked a bit surprised and especially when he kissed her hand. Funny, she had not expected such a thing, maybe it was a vigilante as well. "Good afternoon." She mentioned to say albeit hesitant because of her surprise, she looked up in his face. He looked friendly for what she expected but her smile disappeared as soon as he said he was not Nero. Interesting to compliment her to bring the blow later. Oh the man had an assistant, how wonderful and how extraordinary. Just when she had dropped her own facade of assistance. No, she had now learned how to apply the make-up and wig herself perfectly, so there was no need for that at all. "His home?" That was a surprising thing, would she be drugged? That would be bad for the baby? Would she have a blindfold again or what? She did not like that when she had to go and meet the Yakuza Princess. It had made her nauseous as hell. But yes talking in private was nice.[break][break]

Less money spending? What kind of peasant did he think she was? Well she brushed her long blonde hair over her her shoulder. "And will you blindfold me and guide you to the car as if it is some sort of surprise party?" She asked him, she should quickly send a message to G and she clicked invisibly on her glasses to make a picture of the man that send to her phone and started recording. "I assume it is still in Musutafu or so I hope? I don't need to know the address." But she did not like the idea and she would still hold her phone, without looking at it, she could send the file to G by clicking on two buttons. Her eyes were still looking at the assistant.

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[attr="class","textieno"]She was actually surprised by his laconic look on his face and it would almost make her giggle. That is if the conversation was funny and it was not. She had been blindfolded, shaken, brought, turned, dropped everything really to get a good interview. "To not show me where you are taking me, of course." She, therefore, answered baffled, "The whole idea of your boss his home, it should be something sacred right. I mean not that I would be doing anything with it but ehm." How to explain it, you could not bring some random stranger into your house, who knew what would happen. She frowned a little, he told her not to worry and surely she was nothing to worry about either but even if they were not the bad guys, how did they know for certain Hanako wasn't one either. Fan of her work hm, she wondered what favours that would bring. "Well I don't see any issue with it, to me it is just a matter of protection but that is fine if it does not bother you or your boss." She really wondered who this boss was and what his influence was. Most people brought her to Tokyo, not to Musutafu. She should keep her eyes and ears open as he gallantly brought her to the car and let her sit before going to his side and start the car.[break][break]

She looked at his car, a rather old fancy one that she could appreciate. She wanted a car, they had one now but she wanted a fancier one. She kept her mouth shut and looked up at... what was his name again? She wasn't sure if she should ask but he spoke to her and she nodded. "It could be if you want to." She said with a small giggle, "How long do you work for your boss?" She asked as it was rather intriguing and curious to see how all the systems work, especially because he seemed to have some sort of accent, was his boss a foreigner as well? It would maybe give in an impression of Nero before she would meet him.[break][break]

She held her bag closely on her lap, it did not contain much and god she hated the white phone as she knew it was in there and she wanted to get rid of it, but she was bored, slowly picking up the things she should not do and yet she was doing it, how much of a bad person did that make her? She would see if the man who drove her would answer small questions, if he answered the previous one, she would ask a second. "Do you like your job?" Keeping open what that job is, apart from just fetching her, maybe it was the dirty work of a man that did not want or could be outside. Even if he had said they were not villains, not everyone saw themselves as the bad guy.

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[attr="class","textieno"]It wasn't that she did not want to see but it was that most people did not want her to watch. She prefered not to be blindfolded. Considering she already felt nauseous again in a car. Which was strange, that had not happened in a while and the other time was because of other reasons. She was surely freaking out about nothing. This was her first Scandal thing without the bullshit of an assistant, she was simply disguised and her first interview again since June. You would think that the feeling wouldn't escape her but she was quite worried about it in general. She might screw up, might get nightmares like of the Yakuza princess, although now she was better disguised, better prepared and she was going to perfect this even more. Maybe she should even consider wearing other contacts to hide her eyes. Now this wasn't the time to worry about it, she should answer the man. "It's not about me, silly." She tried to be casual, be in the role of Scandal and her sassy comments, hence the silly. "If you and your boss do not mind than neither do I. I prefer to see where we are going and prefer to not have a blindfold tugging on my face or a jacket over my hair." Yes, show some vanity. "I prefer to be treated nicely yes." She mentioned and she would smile amused, they liked her articles, what more could a girl wish for. Her wedding ring for starters as she was not wearing it.[break][break]

Within the car she had to laugh about him, definitely, it could have been worse and now she asked him about his work and she was rather impressed. Twenty-four seven for twenty-five years? But then what was his age? You could not work when you were a baby? Or maybe as a kid, support the other, she assumed the Boss would be a young person than as well. She had no idea, maybe it was an older being and a child could help with ehm, she wasn't sure. She was rather baffled, the feeling of a villain remained at first with her because it was Tokyo Underground, but she had to correct herself. Elena had been there as well and that was a vigilante. Maybe she should consider them as vigilantes. "Restaurant?" She asked because well there were a lot in the area, so she was wondering if she had been there before.[break][break]

When he commented on her bag and she looked at it, the way she held it and let go. "Oh, no it's fine." She quickly looked up at him, "Thank you." It was only a small thing, it shouldn't worry her but she was fine, she quickly looked outside, wondering where they were. She did not really know this neighbourhood of Musutafu. The apartment G had was on the other side and she had no idea where Nimue lived. She should continue the conversation and get other pieces of information and thus she asked him if he liked his job and watched his mimic and expressions. She nodded, a new challenge and new experience, that's why she had been the gossip column but yea well a child had stopped that work. "You are not good at making friends?" She asked surprised, he certainly did not seem like the type who wouldn't be able to. Strange but she did not let it bother her and simply nodded. A restaurant could change every day as well and if he had to jump in every so often, hm that made sense.

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