Chapter 3
OK so this is mainly about Yohji going deeper into Kay's profile.
'thoughts'
"speaking"
-telepathy-
They were on the plane. 1Yippiehiehokayeye. That was Yohji's thoughts as he was sitting in the aisle seat. Damn that chibi and his puppy dog eyes. He started to look at the profile of their new team member again. The last time at the flower shop he just glanced at the picture. Omi was asleep against the window. He only just stopped giggling about half an hour ago. Yohji shook his head and just couldn't imagine what the chibi was laughing at for so long.
Yohji decided to ask him about it later and dug deeper into Kay's profile. Apparently she was eighteen, 6'1", 'damn, she's tall', Yohji thought. She was working for Kritiker for four years. Like Omi, she started young. Her entire family is dead, 'just like Kritiker likes them, people with nothing to lose' he thought as he continued to survey the folder. She was the only agent in a one hundred mile radius and got a good amount of work. Yohji sighed and looked back at Ken and Aya who were asleep and at Omi who was in a similar state. He decided not to continue any further into the file and went to sleep himself. It was a long ride to the states.
--With Kay--
"Hello there missy, when are those boys a'comin from the outer yonder?" A balding man with a tanned face and face lined with long days of work asked.
A young woman stood up from behind the counter and looked at the older man. "They are comin' from Japan and er gonna be in tomorra round 5 mornin. I'm closin up early t' get some sleep."
"Yeh best look af'er them boys. I don want any kind o' mischief goin' on over at yer place. If they seem trouble, me n the boys wil' runnem out o town."
"I promise you Mister Garner, they are hard workers and I am sure that they r good people."
"Hn, they best be. Well, I got what I came fer so I'll be on me way."
"I may close tomorrow also. It's a six hour drive to the airport."
"A'aight"
--9:00 that night—
'Damn Kritiker and damn that damn drug dealer just fer comin' up this night of all nights. Three weeks of trakin yer damn ass and yeh show up this night of all nights. I gotta leave at eleven freakin o clock and you ain't showin up until eleven freakin thirty. It's gonna be midnight before I get outta here.'
During her mental berating of the drug dealer that she was currently tracking through the marshes the said drug dealer showed up half and hour early. 'Yes, I'm in luck tonight' she thought watching the thirty something old man meet the four others who was supposed to get the deal on lord only knows how many pounds of something. She saw that the five men were together and crept up closer to them. She was easily at an advantage because she knew the terrain like the back of her hand. Quietly, like a cat, she pulled out her bow and began firing six arrows in rapid succession. Two of the arrows hit the dealer and the others embedded themselves in the other four men. Checking that there were no bodyguards nearby, she quickly checked that the five men were dead and got out of there. Hearing some wolves howl nearby and confident that there wouldn't be any trace of the men in the morning, ran the mile trek towards her truck and on the way to the airport. 'Another night of no sleep, I really despise when they give me wrong information.' She thought to herself. Less than thirty minutes of running toward her king cab truck she changed into some slip on shorts and a muscle shirt that she grabbed before she left for the mission. 'Six hours of boredom, oh goody' that last thought and she started up the truck and began the long drive toward the airport.
So what do you think? The spelling errors are only to give you a good idea of the southern accent. If anyone has any trouble reading it just tell me and I'll write it in proper English. Just so everyone knows and doesn't get confused, everyone speaks English, I don't know squat about Japanese.