Saturn, Where Art Thou, Saturn? [Plutocracy]

She was doing this in a way for the greater good. She would have to if she wanted to work on her job. Her job being so difficult lately. She really had to work things out for the better, but for heaven's sake, it should have been easier. Did they not always say that the wrong path was the easy one? Well, they clearly had not seen her life before deciding that. But she had to do this, she wanted to get that partnership with Wang Ba. She still had no idea what it would give her in the greater good that she was trying to get, for her selfish reasons so maybe she should call it Narcissa's goods. But that did not matter for now, if she could get one of the bigger bosses to like and listen to her or reason with her. She might pick up a thing or two and that would only make her grow. Yes, this was necessary and thus she had to bear it and grit her teeth and go on.

So when she was walking around in Yokohama, her canvas bag holding several things she might need today, she hoped she was doing it right. The thing was what did you give people that were freezing in the snow? She had heat packs, that if you flicked the strange metal within the gooey pillow it would turn hard and warm, which was interesting and might heat up some frosty fingers. She stopped, when looking at the girl on the ground. Why did no one care one might wonder. But Narcissa did not, human beings were selfish and only cared about themselves, they might care about others if they got something out of it. That was clear. She hunched down, "Here, you must be cold." She said in a hushed whisper as the girl already seemed to cower because of her being here. She handed the heating pack, "You have to click it, it will turn warm." She showed it and handed it to the girl again. God this was nothing but she had more, she should have brought more blankets but she could not carry all of that on her motorcycle.

She could curse herself, which idiot would drive on a cycle when there was snow? She wanted to ask if the girl was hungry but she refrained herself right in time to do so, "I brought some food, do you want some?" Great, hopefully this worked.

She opened her hands, to not get those greasy fingernails over her skin and make it open, god she needed to clean her hands. But nothing on her neutral facial expression showed her disgust. But she was disgusted by the whole setting. She almost thought to bring up the situation at the government, but not for the sake of the goodness of her heart, to get those crippling, dirty people off the street would be so much better for her. Narcissa simply watched, she told herself to keep this neutral expression on her face, she did not want to be betrayed, give the girl a tiny smile, come on Cissy. She gave a soft smile eventually, it took some effort, after all, it helped when the girl said thank you. Yes, be grateful, be loud about it, not a whimper, she needed to get the attention by all means. She suggested the food that she had brought, hopefully no other dirty human being would come to her now, she wouldn't be able to handle more than one. She would give her the wheat cookies with chocolate, not her best but it was easy to carry and well because it was full of grains it was probably filling and better than fast food or so, "Eat slowly." She almost commanded, but she already imagined the girl would vomit over her expensive shoes. She would see.

When the girl her demeanour changed, Narcissa looked over her shoulder, was it...? No there was no one and she turned back. What did she see? Her eyes turned a little bigger, that witch! But she bit the inside of her cheek when the girl said quirk, what? She raised her eyebrow again as the girl continued, not letting Narcissa say a word herself. She stared at her, standing up straight now instead of hunching down. "I don't even know about your quirk, nor do I need to know. I came to help with the little bits I can." She had to be careful, maybe it was a test, after all, the homeless were a fan of Saturn, so they could all spill it. "It's cruel what they do to you and it needs to be changed, people treat you like you are invisible, of course you do not need to pay for what society did to you. I just wish I could do more at the moment but I can't." She took another pack of cookies and gave it to the girl and another heat pad that she clicked on and threw, albeit not that hard, it was more dropping, at the girl her feet, "Put that in your shoes." Although there was barely to speak about shoes, maybe next time she could buy blankets and clothing, shoes? Ugh, she really wished there was no next time.

Oh by god gracious this girl was ridiculous. Narcissa wanted to tell her that she shouldn't look a gifted horse in the mouth but she wasn't sure how far she could carry this acting on her own. No she was getting tired of it already. But what a snidy remarks the girl made, what a world she was in. She wanted to heave her head and say she worked in the government as advisor to make her believe it was horrible. She almost broke her mask of the small smile that she had, she simply put surprised on it instead of the anger that she felt. She really had the nerve to ask for a specific thing, she just gave her heat and chocolate, the nerve! She wanted to say she would, though not with a happy smile when someone appeared on her right and she would have to stop. She took a deep breath but all in the quiet. "Pleasure." Narcissa said softly as she looked at the woman, she was pretty well dressed and Rumi seemed to be under the impression of this woman and didn't say anything. 

She watched the girl point at her and she looked the woman over in the corner of her eye again. "Ah cookies might not be the best food but I thought it might be nice." She started but ended up in mumbling. This woman was something and Narcissa should better reign in her own arrogance if this might lead her to Saturn. She gritted her teeth though when that little snitch said too much, she had not even confirmed it with her. "Oh, ehm well I was working on how to make things better but it seemed that with some people around here in Yokohama, someone was before me and I wondered if I could find that person and see their idea or suggestion." This lie was too far away from what she wanted but she would have to find a way to twist it back to herself. God dammit stupid child, hope you freeze to death. 

She had to be very careful, and she was still not good at this whole expectations but she was not going to back down yet. She had promised Death that she would get something out of this for him, the only bad thing was that it meant she would have to work hard for it and she was the one risking her job or more like her life. She definitely needed more people to help her and work with her so she wouldn't make this shitty life even shittier. "Well I th-" But Cissa wasn't able to finish her sentence as the woman giggled and said she would know who Narcissa was looking for and her eyes quickly shifted to Rumi before at the golden eyes of the person. She was definitely something to look at and she wasn't sure what was going on. Her eyes shifted to Rumi too, who had looked at the golden woman and it gave her a disgusting flavour in her mouth, besides being called pet but she had a role to play too. How easy was this, maybe her role had been playing well though and she took a few steps to follow, she was prepared though. "Nice to meet you, miss Greenwall. My name is Primrose Singh." She said with a sweet smile that she could put upon her lips. Yes, she had done her research but Primrose Singh on Fiji had no idea that Narcissa had simply picked her name because it was a flower too.

She had to be aware of where they were going, she was obviously not familiar with the streets of Yokohama and as they were going through all sort of streets, she wasn't sure if she knew what was going on. "Well, I am not sure if she is the right person but there are so many people on the streets of Yokohama." She had to dodge a person that passed her and keep up with June, which was probably a fake name too. She wasn't going to forget a name though, high time to check June Greenwall when back home. "I hope to make a petition or ask the municipal to do more for the people of Yokohama, I think about actually starting something like a soup kitchen or a place where they can at least stay during the cold winter months." She quickly said that June could call her Primrose if that wasn't too bad. Considering her own name was very English, she was sure that dear miss Greenwall wouldn't have too much difficulty with a name as Primrose Singh.

"I am from Fiji, where I have made this project with a couple of other locals. I moved here, and I can't sit still and do nothing. So in Yokohama, I just started and I did not know where to start, I noticed ehm, Rumi, right? And well all I had with me was the heat pads and cookies." She made up for her mistake of not having nutrition. She noticed that after the first person it seemed to be that the route was made clear for them, but the eyes were everywhere. Not to be unexpected when you were trying to find the Plutocracy.

She looked at the fire escape and the climb they made and the door. Okay, she would never have found this. She looked at June with unbelieve in her eyes, she must, after all, look like a random citizen, her smile wavered. She went in before, but she would have to hold on to her heart and looked down at the floor down there. She looked at the chair and the table, great. She should have expected this. She gave a short bow and tried to be a little more meagre, it was not every day you met one of them after all and god she should be fearing for her life. "I am serious, ma'am." But how will she turn the conversation, for fuck sake she should have been more careful. "There are many out there that want to know what will happen to Yokohama as it keeps going down. If you don't mind me saying, it is getting worse then Tokyo and that says a lot. There must be something to do, isn't Yokohama important for you?" Because why else try to save the poor downrodden sods out there.