Yama tosses and turns a bit, making small sounds in her sleep. Being in a strange place wasn't all that unusual really. They never really stayed in one place for very long anyways. Her sleep was still restless most nights anyways, even though she was used to their lifestyle.
She tosses in her sleep a bit more, but stays asleep.
Satisfied with what he found, Kehanu finished off his second glass of sake, and contemplated briefly about calling Ishida. Deciding against it, the man readied himself for bed. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he was out cold.
When the Suit goes off to find some liquor Taro wanders off down the street looking to pick up a few things before his fight in the morning, leaving his drones to watch his back.
As Taro walks the streets, he sees a couple young punks standing outside of a store. "Hey, kid, got any money?"
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Jin shrugs. "Stacks on stacks, nande?"
"Then you wouldn't mind sharing some, right?" one asks, brandishing a baseball bat.
"Hmm? You're boring. but I tell you what, point me in the direction of an arms dealer and I suppose you can have my pocket change."
"What's a squirt like you gonna do with some guns?" the talkative punks sneers. "How about we help ourselves and you can keep quiet?"
From out of nowhere, you see a mechanical arm knock both of the punks back. <"Funny how we keep meeting, Taro Yamamoto. As for you two, you have been ordered to clear this area for the tournament tomorrow. You are not competitors. You have 30 seconds to comply.">
Chiyoko produces a pistol from a compartment in her hip. <"25...24...">
The punks scramble to their feet and run off. Chiyoko holsters the pistol and looks at Taro. <"You should have called your handler if you needed armaments.">
"And what? Get some boring mass produced crap? Besides I'm pretty sure I pissed off that Ishida guy somehow..."
<"I'd be hardly surprised if you did,"> Chiyoko muses.
Taro looks to the sky. "Yea... That happens a lot... Hey! I don't suppose you know a good dealer around here?"
<"I do,"> Chiyoko answers. <"Will you need an escort or will directions suffice?">
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"That depends on whether or not you want to come along." Taro answers with a grin.
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<"If it ensures that you'll be in peak condition for our battle in the morning, then I shall join you," Chiyoko says, turning and walking away. <"It isn't far from here.">
"Then it's a date." Taro says taking step next to Chiyoko.
Chiyoko leads the way to a small shop in a back alleyway. <"Master Arashi is the best you'll find in this town.">
Chiyoko pushes open the door and holds it for Taro and his drones. Inside a young man works on cleaning a firearm. "Hello, Chiyoko. You brought me another customer?"
Chiyoko bows. <"I did.">
Arashi looks at Taro. "What can I do for you?"
"Chiyoko and I have a match tomorrow, I need a gun that will keep her on her toes." Taro answers honestly.
Taro pauses for a moment remembering the gun hidden insider her hip. "and body armor definitely going to need that."
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"I don't really deal in body armor. I personally don't believe in using it," Arashi answers. "But I can get you a gun."
<"I'm interested to see what you think can 'keep me on my toes', Master,"> Chiyoko says, an interested tone in her voice.
Taro suppresses a nervous laugh. "Fair enough, I'll find another way to not get shot."
Arashi brings out an elaborate rifle and hands it to Taro. "How about that?"
Taro takes the rifle. "It's heavy, but I'll make due. What do you think Chiyoko?"
<"Hmm, it suits you, Taro Yamamoto,"> Chiyoko responds.
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Taro smiles. "It does? Hmm. I don't normally use these things but I've got the feeling this tournament is going to bring out the worst in me. Thank you for helping me, Chiyoko."
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<"Shall I take your back to the hotel?"> Chiyoko asks.
Taro nods. "Please, I might get harassed by hooligans again. Oh. I assume this is billed to SPECTRAL?"
Arashi nods. "It is."
Chiyoko again opens the door for Taro.
Taro finds a comfortable position of hoist the rifle on his shoulder, and steps out of the shop. "You don't say much Chiyoko and yet I think you've got more personality than that stick in the mud I call Suit."
<"I speak when it is beneficial to speak,"> Chiyoko says as they head back to the Cerulean.
Taro scratches his neck and tried to gather his thoughts, being... nice wasn't something he practiced very often. "That may not have come out right, I meant it as a compliment. Anyway I'd like to apologize for insinuating you might have been ... something you're not, earlier. I'm sorry."
<"Your apology is unnecessary but accepted,"> Chiyoko says with a slight glance at Taro.
Arriving at the hotel Taro says. "I should make sure suit made it back alright, I'll see you at the tournament tomorrow, goodnight Chiyoko-san."
<"Goodnight, Taro Yamamoto,"> Chiyoko replies before entering the hotel and walking down one of the hallways on the first floor.
Taro reaches out and grabs Roshi out of the air. Cloaking didn't conceal that perverted giggle of his. "Make sure Suit is safe in his room until tomorrow."
<"I don't wanna watch over a guy all night long...."> the drone whines.
"You'll do it or I'll have you recycled!" Taro threatens, causing the drone to fly off.
Miyuku wakes up at 7 am to the tablet beeping.
Sitting up in bed, Miyuku picks up the tablet turning it on. " Morning Ishida-san, what have you got for us?"
"Good morning," Ishida says, stifling a yawn. "Not surprisingly, there are quite a few teams in this tournament. I've scouted several for you. Given your new ranking with Tree, there's a threesome that might offer you a good fight. These guys are themed like a baseball team."
Ishida shrugs. "It'll be a good warm up though. I've just sent you their coordinates."
Miyuku's comm beeps softly.
Yama rolls over in her bed and pulls the covers over her head.