Thread: A Lesson in The Dark (Shyone and fluxarmageddon)

Sayaka Uede had waited outside of baggage claim for the past half hour for her target to arrive. It was always peculiar how she would end up in these predicaments where she would have to handle frivolous tasks such as taking care of some sorry sob story in order to gain access to something grander. The payout would be worth her while, even if she was stuck playing as a maid for a couple of months. She had vaguely heard of the family name though the fact that they had gathered any enemies hadnt been news to her either. Rich families attracted stupid people in powerful positions and they wanted that financial stability to gather more power. Whether or not that included hiring those that went out to the highest bidder was optional for them. Sayaka just happened to be such a person, a cyber terrorist with an obligation to dig up the darkest secrets and hidden treasures from those who did not protect them well enough. And this current job included ensuring that the child of some rich family was cared for while in Tokyo. He probably had quite a bit of security to him regarding all of what his family did own but Sayaka sighed to herself and hoisted the backpack she carried with her onto her shoulders and walked away from the baggage claim once all the passengers from the numbered flight had left with their luggage. She decided to head towards the gate herself to see where the Hell he was, her patience already running thin. She did not want to do this job but it was always something that she had to overcome in order to get what she wanted. Once this guy's guard was down, or he was in bed away from the real world, she would have access to what she wanted and what her client needed. Looking around, she pulled out a mobile phone and looked through her gallery to a photo of the man in question. She looked from the phone every once in a while to make sure she was not missing him as she walked the busy halls and then when she turned the corner to one of the terminals, there he was clambering about on the floor like a helpless cripple. It was the way her mind worked. Sayaka did not want to think the job would be all too easy but she would never assume. She would never assume things again. No, her clothes did not resemble that of any help but she had managed to get into their systems by creating an identity for herself as an experienced house cleaner and caretaker of those less fortunate to take care of themselves. She had been hired on without suspicion and Sayaka always covered her own tracks expertly. However, as fake as it was, she approached him and cleared her throat to attract his attention. Had an accident with your chair? Those things can be quite flimsy. They dont hold up at all when you turn them wrong. She played the part of a friendly hostess. She had learned the tools of the track from whom she had deemed the best at them. She gave a small smile and kneeled down to his level on the ground. I am Sayaka. I believe your family has hired me to look after you for the time being Lets get you into the seat and we will get the Hell out of this place. He had done a fine enough job with getting the wheelchair back onto the large wheels. Youve lost your IV as well. Should we put it back in? Now, that was something she wasnt quite used to. She tore people apart and didnt fix them but he knew the basics like hitting a vein with a needle. She paused to wait for his answers, hands on her hips. She clicked her tongue. Either way, youre ride is outside waiting for us. We should go as soon as possible in order to make sure you get home to rest.