Damsel in distress [Lilith & Shodo]

give me time and give me space

As sad as it was to say, the fact was that this world just was not a safe one. As an actress continuing to rise up the ranks, it was only expected that Lilith would have her fans. But just like every fanbase, there were always the strange ones who tended to takes things a tad too far. The rotten apples that threatened to make the rest of the fruit basket look bad. It was a shame, because the lady loved her fans, even the crazier ones. But those specific bad eggs really needed to know when no means no. No, she was not going to go anywhere with them. No, she did not want to be their girlfriend. No, she had no interest in filming *those* kinds of movies. And no, she did not want them following her around everywhere she went.

But of course, it was not that simple. After a run in with a certain criminal, Lilith began to feel a bit paranoid. Yes, she still had her dreams of someday stomping criminal butt, but that was a huge maybe, a thing to think about in the future. Right now, she was a civilian. She could not fight. She did not know how. The last thing Lilith wanted was to end up in a situation where she needed to be rescued. Playing a hostage on TV and actually being one, clearly there was a world of difference between the two. She had no desire to actually find herself needing to be rescued by a hero for real.

In short, Lilith needed protection. Protection from villains, thugs, psychos, and the most persistent of paparazzi.

Fortunately, there was a solution. Overhearing her woes, her agent (and foster dad) began looking into it, researching some security businesses that seemed reliable. After all, the man wanted nothing bad happening to his precious star. After finding one he liked, he notified Lilith that he had arranged for her to have a meeting with said business. Normally, she would complain about him always doing things for her without coming to her first for input. However, this time she was completely fine with this. For a matter such as this, Lilith appreciated all the help she could get.

Unsure of whether to dress formally or go casual for this meeting, Lilith eventually settled for a mix of both. She wore a light pink skirt and blouse, with a white jacket, white shoes, pink socks, and pink-rimmed sunglasses. Once she was ready to go, Lilith headed out to the meeting location. And after dodging the usual mob of paparazzi, she met up with the three men that would be escorting her to the meeting. Smiling and bowing politely to the three, she followed them to the car. But before doing so, she could not help but turn back to the paparazzi, smirk, and then stick her tongue out in a mocking fashion and extend her middle finger to them. With a grin and giggle, she then turned back around and headed inside the car.

Kabukicho, eh? All the stories I've heard of this place. Still, it was fine. Lilith would not need to worry too much about being here for too long. Once the meeting was done, she could go back home, go on Tweeter, and see what bullshit the butthurt paparazzi would write about her, laughing while she saved the funniest comments.

After some time, Lilith had arrived at the restaurant. Ooh, fancy! Heading inside, she thanked the three bodyguards for bringing her here safely before finding her seat. And as she made her way to her table, she saw the man himself. Pretty badass eyepatch you got there. Another polite bow and smile before taking her seat. "Lilith Utari. Pleasure to meet you." She looked forward to getting started.

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