The room was dark, with only a few sources of light in the whole room, which was bare except for a wooden desk and a swiveling leather chair, which was facing away from the desk.
A young man entered nervously, looking around. "S-sir?" The man said to the apparently empty room. "I have some news-"
"Let me guess," The chair turned, facing the young man. "The girl wasn't killed, and instead exterminated another one."
It wasn't a question, but the young man nodded.
"Figures," The man grumbled, turning his chair so that only half of him was visible.
The man was wearing a black suit. Black shirt, black pants, black jacket, every piece of clothing was black. His skin was a dark tan, and his hair was a messy, sandy blond. His face was rugged, yet clean shaven, and one, single scar was at the edge of his mouth, about an inch long and slanting down towards the center of his face, and his eyes were an icy blue.
"Sir? I-I have the synopses of what happened here." The young man asked, finally working up the courage and holding up a file in his hand.
"Leave it on my desk, and tell them to monitor her. I need more time to think up another plan." The man said, not looking at the boy.
"Y-yes sir." The young man agreed, quickly walking forward, placing the file on the desk, and then exiting as quickly as possible.
The man didn't move, and continued to stare at the wall.
Just then a sultry female voice chuckled. "You can be so intimidating at times."
The man didn't turn, and his face remained neutral.
"I see you let yourself in here without permission again."
"Of course. It's much more interesting." The owner of the voice said, appearing from the shadows behind the man and walking around to face him.
The woman was dressed in an off-black pencil skirt with an off-black short sleeved button up shirt that wasn't buttoned anywhere near all the way up that revealed quite a bit. A pair of black high heels were on her feet, and her hair was a curly brown, and reached to just below her shoulder blades. Her lips and finger nails were both blood red.
"Let's take a look at this, shall we?" The woman cooed, picking up the file and sitting on the edge of the desk, placing her feet on the man's lap.
"Hm… The man was standing at the designated area, near a cliff, the girl showed up, changed to her battle outfit, they fought, she knocked him off the cliff, he held on, she interrogated him, promised to let him live, he gave her information, and then she knocked him off the cliff." The woman smirked. "Almost sounds like what I would do. Almost."
"Why are you here Cathrine? You're supposed to be scouting information in Sinnoh."
"Oh, you're always so serious. If you must know, I found something I thought might be interesting to you, so I had Damien take over for a while."
"Damien?" The man questioned, still not changing expression.
"You know, that little Shuppet I had with me last time. He's gotten very good at illusions." The brunette almost purred.
"And what's this information you thought I'd find interesting?" The man asked.
"Right to the point as always." Cathrine smirked. She reached into her blouse and pulled out a folded piece of paper, handing it to the man. "Tell me what you think of this."
The man opened and read the information on the paper. He quickly looked back up at the woman.
"Have you confirmed this?" The man asked, his voice a bit more intense.
"Not quite, we're working on it."
"Let me know as soon as you do." The man said. "If this is true…"
"Of course." The woman stood up, blowing the man a kiss, then walking back behind the man. The man didn't bother trying to watch her go. He knew it was pointless, as she was going to vanish.
The man remained sitting, staring at the wall in complete silence.
If we don't end that girl soon, she could seriously get in my way…