" Ship's audio log: I still have no contact with the HQ after 21 days. I've tried everything I can think of to fix my pod, need parts. Running low on money and supplies, tried to contact vicious himself by radio approximately 2 hours and 50 minutes ago. Dead air. I'm beginning to believe that I am the only woman on this god-forsaken plant. No luck with the locals, Callisto is not a Red Dragon Syndicate friendly planet."
Name: Miyazaki Kasumi
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Rank: Currently one of Vicious' many right hands.
I've been stuck on Callisto for three weeks now. I'm running low on everything which includes woolongs, so I use them sparingly now. Oi, the pain of being trapped on a planet that is COMPLETELY new to me. I sighed and looked up to a dirty old bar sign that read 'The Black Crow.' As opposed to the orange crow? I thought and laughed at myself. Oh what the hell… so I went in anyway. As a member of the Red Dragon, one should move inconspicuously, due to the large bounties on our heads. Not only does the jacket make it hard to do, but so does a noisy bar door. As I opened the door it made and extremely obnoxious creak, then a bell rang to tell the idiot that ran the bar 'Hey Moron, customer.' As soon as I stepped in all the attention was turned from the man on stage with the sax, to me, as well as a few guns. I sighed a bit and put my hands up. "I know what your thinking, that I'm here to do some damage. I'm not. Hell I'm not on duty, even." I said sliding my coat of and clutching the hilt of the katana as my side. I stared at them all. "That means put your guns away and go back to watching the sax man, I'm sure he's much more entertaining than I am." I said and headed to the bar as all the tension dropped and all of the attention was turned back to the man on stage. I sat on an empty barstool and looked for the bartender.
"We don't serve people like you here." The bartender said. I sighed as he laughed. "You might as well just be on your way." With this I jumped up, unsheathing my katana and slamming it down on the bar top, making a deep indent. The sax man stopped again as the sound of steel hitting the material of the bar rang through the air.
"Look Nancy." I said harshly. "I don't care if you haven't served the Red Dragon or not, but you better start now. I haven't had the best time on Callisto and all I want is a drink. I have money, woolongs. You take them don't you?" I paused and sighed. "Now, are you going to give me a damn drink or will I have to play like a good Red Dragon Girl and make my boss happy." I said, placing the tip of the katana at his throat. At the moment I had him pinned against a wall. I had my left foot up on the stool I was sitting on previously, and my right leg was stretched so that I was leaning the bar, with my katana to Nancy's throat. He coughed a bit. I felt a hand on my shoulder, a very light, feminine hand.
"Just give her a drink, Sam." A voice called behind me. I stepped back from the people, swinging my katana gracefully around and sheathing it in a quick few seconds as I was accustomed to. I turned my head to the man who had somewhat helped me. I was the sax man.
"Hm? Why did you help me? I had it handled." I said and stood up strait. He sighed a bit and smiled. What an amazing smile. This man had one of those smiles that makes you smile and with out warning, blush. Which was exactly what I was doing right now. He laughed a bit.
"Violence is unnecessary." He said. I heard the bartender snort and I knew that he was about to hock a loogy into my drink. Already I had my hand around his throat so that he couldn't do anything.
"Do it and you die." I said. Sam( Nancy)'s eyes were wide. I chuckled a bit menacingly. "Swallow." I said simply and he did as he was told, handing me my drink. "You see now, all this could have been avoided, simply." I said with a huge sigh, taking my drink back to the sax man. "Sorry, I've been with the syndicate so long, I don't know anything but violence. You know, technically, I'm not supposed to tell people this but damn, I haven't seen HQ in three weeks." I said. The both of us walked over to a table and sat down. We both let out a heavy sigh.
"Who do you work for?" He asked nonchalantly. I smiled a bit.
"Well, I'm not supposed to say. Its an esoteric matter, you know….. But right now, I don't care." I said which made him laugh. " A man named Vicious." I said. The sax man lifted his head and looked at me through empty eyes.
"Vicious…" He echoed.
"Do you know him?" I asked.
"Yes, but I can't discuss that here. I just though you should know, he's abandoned you here. He wont look for you." He said. I sighed a bit and shook my head.
"That wouldn't surprise me, its happened before with some lower ranks. A Red Dragon is never important unless they're a sect head or the Van." I said. I'd already said to much but as I'd said after the first week, I've given up hope, I quit. He sighed some.
"You poor woman." He said. "By the way, my name is Gren. What do you call yourself?"
"Stupid. But the name's Kasumi. Nice to meet you Gren." I said, holding my hand out to shake. Instead, though, of shaking my hand, he took it and flipped it over, kissing the top of it. This surprised me a bit, for the only one who'd ever done that was Lin. I'd thought back to a night where we had landed on a planet to do an off job for Vicious. I hadn't known Lin's name until the moment that he'd done the very same thing. Lin is one of Vicious' most prized right hands, like myself. Even if it were Lin who had crashed here, and not me, he'd still have the same story. We'd abandon him, regardless of weather or not he was a prized right hand. That's one think that is understood amongst the syndicate members: You are an expendable asset, a number, a name. Nothing more. I sighed some and smiled. "Nice to meet you indeed." I said. We talked a bout a few things for a few hours and I had a few more drinks. I ended up going back to Gren's house, because I had no where else to go. He had insisted so I, after much stubborn arguing, gave in.
O.o.o.O.O.o.o.O
I looked at myself in a full body mirror that was in his bathroom. What had I become? I was once a free spirited child, and now I'm a suit. It's horrible. My long black hair fell to directly above my butt, held in the center by a vermilion hair tie. My icy blue eyes dull and tear filled. This was not what I wanted to become. I now wore a black shirt, with dark blue tie, and black dress pants that fit me well, which fell over inch high combat boots. A gun in its holster on my hip, and a katana close to that, a long black trench coat trimmed in gold wrapped itself around me, a gold braid holding the coat together directly in front of my breasts. Cross my heart and hope to die. I sighed, remembering a happy little girl, who looked just like me with pink clothes and wide eyes, playing in the sun. I sunk to my knees and began to cry, thinking of the lives I had taken. The guilt had never bothered me before, why start now?
Monster…
Monster…
( Author's note: Well new, new topic! I will be posting this in down time between weekend postings of I Love to Hate You Draco Malfoy. Does anyone remember Gren? Jupiter Jazz pts. 1 and 2. Yes, I am a proud member of the Gren fanatics! I march in that army with pride and honor! And if you don't like it, ta hell witcha! -)