The pretty, petite girl's green eyes flicked across the information contained on a thin LCD screen rapidly before she smiled. That smile on her beautiful lips was merely muscle movement without any emotion behind it. The young man with thick glasses that stood behind her flinched involuntarily as he inquired, "Is the information our program has gathered satisfactory to your needs, Ishikawa-san?"
Slowly the beautiful young woman turned to face him. There was a blazing light in her eyes as she spoke in a soft voice. She said, "If by satisfactory, you mean completely pointless, then yes. I pay you nerds to actually get me useful information. I coulda figured this stuff out for myself, dorkface!"
The man blanched and answered, "Well, we're still perfecting the system, Ishikawa-san. If you just give us a little more time."
A girlish giggle erupted from her lips as she said, "You want more time? Silly nerd boy wants more time?"
The researcher stammered, "Y-yes. We only need a few more w-weeks to completely work the bugs out."
The perfect face abruptly turned stormy and the young woman's emerald eyes were like pyres as she shouted, "No. No. No. No! You get no more time! I asked for something and I expected to get it."
Abruptly the young man fell to his knees screaming. He began to thrash around spasmodically as blood poured from his ears and his screams turned into weak mewling and finally fell silent as he lay in a pool of black blood. The pretty, innocent-looking girl stood over him and said, "No one disappoints Emily."
The screams of her former researcher had attracted the attention of the guards stationed outside of the room and they came rushing in. Emily pointed at the corpse and said, "Get him out of here and clean up that blood! I hate it when people bleed all over my nice clean floor."
Now the delicate looking young woman began to pout. She was in a foul mood since she'd lost track of Zakki Shihara. She'd been so close to having him in her grasp, him and the kid with him, but the damn meddling Death God had put paid to that plan. Her second near miss had happened when Zakki disappeared into Cerberus Corporation. Her so-called team of hackers and researchers had promised they'd be able to break into Cerberus' servers and get her the information that she needed on Zakki and how to find him. Clearly they were failing and it made her angry.
The pale girl's swift footsteps carried her, ghost-like, out of the room and down the hallways of the ancient house. Sleep was a pointless exercise for Emily. She kept her staff awake in rotations because night was the best time to plan and set events into motion for the young woman at the head of Ishikawa Industries Inc.
After a headlong rush through the confusing corridors of her transplanted castle, she entered her bedroom and slammed the gigantic oak door behind her with a nonchalant flick of her mind. The young woman carefully settled her black silk dress around her as she sat cross-legged on the bed. All of her formidable will began to bend itself in the direction of Zakki Shihara. If the hackers couldn't do anything for her, she'd just have to take matters into her own hands. Her father had always quoted the cliché about having to do things oneself if they were to be done properly. Now was her chance to put the old prick's adage to the test.
Despite seemingly being a child, the pretty waif could also focus every ounce of her considerable ability to one task at the exclusion of all else. Her mind could expand to encompass half of Tokyo and sift through massive amounts of data. She hated doing it because of the physical toll but clearly hiring people wasn't cutting it. She'd just have to sleep for a few days when she was done to make up for the loss of energy she was about to face. It would have to be worth all of the effort or she'd find someone else on her staff to destroy.
