INTRO, PLEASE READ!
Riuko: I am so sorry. I got in a fight with my mom and the computer got taken away, then my dad was being stupid and wouldn't unlock the computer even though I'd earned it back, so I had to sneak on and unlock one of the computers for myself, which has no typing program. I finally found the typing program so... I really wanted to update on Train's birthday too; the 13th of April.
Caress: ... Yeah, sorry ain't gonna cut it.
Riuko: * bursts into tears *
Train: W-W-Wait d-don't cry, um... um...
Riuko: Also I have several ideas for how Train and Sven should find out about Caress, but I can't pick, so please vote on my poll. Again, I am so sorry. This chapter will also be short so I can update sooner and get this out. I am so sorry.
Caress: STOP APOLOGIZING! WE GET IT!
Riuko * tears up * I-I'm sorry.
Train: What do I do ~ ?
Caress POV
"So, are you sure the info's good this time?" Sven asked Train.
"You can never be too sure with his information, but it's the only good thing we got going right now," Train replied, putting his feet on the dashboard of the small car.
"Are you two going to tell me what the hell is going on?" I asked.
"There's this informant we know..." started Sven. "He's... not too bright and we only refer to him as a last resort when we're really stuck." I cringed.
"That bad?" I asked. Eve nodded.
"He's not a bad guy, he just doesn't double check his info is all," Train added.
"He looks a lot older than he says he is, but he's actually about your age," said Sven.
"You say that like I'm some teenager,I hissed. I know I look eighteen, but I turned twenty-two last month." The car screeched to an abrupt halt at the side of the road and I recoiled in my seat. Thank god for seat belts.
"Ow, what the hell? You almost gave me whiplash!" Train and Sven just stared at me like I was stupid. "What?"
"When were you going to tell us this? No, better question, why didn't you tell us this?" Sven asked.
"I didn't think it was very important, I mean, it's just another day. I've never celebrated my birthday. It's not really a day I like to celebrate. My mom died that day. Or should I say she was murdered that day." Sven tilted his hat down and faced the road.
"Sorry, I-I didn't-"
"This is why I didn't tell you," I cut in. "I don't want people pitying me. I'm fine. Now let's just get moving."
"...Sure."
"This is the guy? I asked, motioning to the chubby man with an odd haircut." Train and Sven nodded.
"Hey guys! You'll never guess who I just picked up information on!" The man said, grinning no less. I stared blankly at him. "What's wrong with her? Maybe I'm just too irresistible."
"In your freaky dreams!" I snapped.
"Woodney, this is our newest partner, Caress," Sven said motioning to me.
"Make one joke about my name and I'll castrate you." Train, Sven, and Woodney all cringed at my comment and took a step or two back. Eve looked up at me as if to say 'What does that mean?' "You don't want to know," I replied. "Plus, if I told you, Sven would kill me."
Sven sat down with Eve and Woodney to talk about the information while Train and I headed over to the wall of bounties.
"See anyone you know? Train asked.
"Just the usual," I replied, ripping the paper off the wall. "He always was a sucker for chaos." I saw a few men shake their heads and laugh as I walked by. I crumpled the poster and shoved it into my pocket as I sat down next to Eve. "So, we got anything, I'm bored."
"Yeah, apparently he's here," Sven replied.
"Great," I said, standing up.
"You find anything?" Sven asked.
"Like I told Train, just the usual," I replied, pulling the crumpled paper from my pocket and showing it to Sven. "How we got along is beyond me."
"Well, he didn't try and hurt us," Eve stated.
"Yeah well..." Woodney gaped as he looked at the bounty.
"Y-Y-You're going after him?" He asked tentatively. I shook my head.
"No, I'm after all of them," I replied with a dark smirk.
Train POV
"Wh-What's with her, does she have a death wish," Woodney asked.
"Hm... maybe. I don't know everything, but I do know that she hates Rumors and wants to bring them down," I replied. "Can't say I blame her though, especially after our last encounter with them. Their leader is nuts."
"So who're we after again?" Caress asked.
"A serial murderer who targets mostly women and children; Paul Green," Sven replied.
"So how're we going to catch him?" I asked.
"I was thinking fishing," Sven replied, "But let's not use Eve. I'm not in a hurry to have a repeat of Rubeck city." Eve pouted.
"What the hell is fishing?" Caress asked.
"It's a method sweepers use to catch criminals," I replied. "Someone offers themselves up as bait and when the target gets close enough, we lunge in for the kill."
"Yeah, but the last time we did that, Eve got in some pretty major trouble." Sven grumbled.
"I can handle it this time," Eve replied. "I'm stronger and this guy isn't nearly as dangerous as the man in Rubeck City."
"Yeah but..."
"The other option is using Onee-san." Everyone looked to Caress, who stared back in confusion. It took her a few seconds, but the realization hit her.
"I-I'm not getting out of this, am I?" Sven shook his head.
Caress POV
So there I am, standing in an alley, bored to death, waiting for the target to come along while I flick off the occasional perverted passerby. Eventually, the target turned the corner and eyed me.
"Hey, you alone?" He asked. I wanted to puke. This was so stupid. Why couldn't I just knee him in the gut.
"Y-Yeah," I replied, using the script I'd rehearsed. "These alleyways are like a maze. I can't seem to find my way back to the street." Green grinned and shoved me into the brick wall. I grunted a little as the brick scraped my back. I reached down and took out Lanette as planned and pointed her to his forehead. "Paul Green; $100,000 for the murder of fifteen people. I'm here to take you in." He stepped back, taking in the information. I had just enough time to get down before Sven fired the net.
"Great job Caress-chan!" Train grinned.
"Never again! And don't call me -chan!"
Riuko: Done, sorry it's short.
Caress: ... Meh
Riuko: Also, don't forget to vote on my poll! Review please.
Angsty: NO FLAMES!
