Vroom Vroom! Gosh Do I Love Cars

Eireen stood on top a cliff, looking down at a pure white building draped in lights, banners, and balloons.  A very much attention demanding spectacle, but that was half the point.  An auto show would be held there by a major company who base their operations primarily in Motor City.  That fact was plain from the place’s clean and professional atmosphere, contrasting much of the city’s more commonly “shabby” areas.  That didn’t ever stop people from visiting Motor City however, in fact it tended to have the exact opposite effect.  Some places were very much groomed, but some people found that the down-to-earth places were still worth their time.  Many talents were hidden all over the city, so you may just find a diamond in the rough or something.  Either way, the reaper wasn’t there to look at some pretty cars, well, she would be looking at them but not with the intention to buy anything.  It was a job to sabotage the company holding the event, they’d made the wrong enemies and now they were going to have to face that fact.

Eireen let out a sigh, her hands slide over the pitch black leather that covered every inch of skin.  “But how can I let my womanly charm be displayed when wearing such a stifling uniform?”  The pink haired woman exclaimed, promptly taking a seat at the very edge of the cliff.  She understood it was for privacy reasons, after all she wasn’t meant to even tell people her name, but Eireen had ways around that already.  “I’ll have to work around this I guess.”  She sighed, placing her hands out in front of her.  Light sparkles of fragmented light dances around in her palms, stitching themselves together into a larger and larger mass.  And suddenly, in a flash of brilliant light, the fragments left behind a fluffy, odd little creature, annoyance painted all over their face.

“I wanted to leave you to think and then you pull this again?  And the same dumb for again?  Ugh, I really hate you sometimes…”  Chance, the white creature, droned.

“Don’t complain, I need you like this for my plan.”  Eireen practically purred, stroking the top of Chance’s head with her finger.  “Either way, you’re so cute when you assume a physical form!”  She rubbed Chance’s luxurious fur on her cheek, much to his apparent annoyance.

Chance, for a change, wasn’t actually acting as an ethereal presence giving her tips in her head.  He was being swaddled in his partner’s arms, having been coaxed to become corporeal.  Usually that wouldn’t be possible, but if Eireen offered enough enough of her magic he could form it into a body.  Or she could form a body and force the ethereal into it, whatever she felt more inclined towards doing at the moment.  But either way, she stood up from her spot on the cliff, requiping Ivory Ash onto herself.  “I guess it’s time to get that car now~”

“You’re not looking for a car, it’s the engine.”  The ethereal chided, using his poofy tail to aggressively tickle Eileen's chin.

“Pshh, same thing dude.”  She moved Chances fluffy body onto the top of her head.  “Hang on, alright?”  Without another moment of thought, Eireen leapt off, soaring in mid air towards the color drenched building the event was being held.  She extended her limbs away from her body, her entire figure along with Chance’s dematerializing slightly into ash as per the effects of Eireen's armor.  And with that they landed on top the roof of the pristinely white building, rematerializing from a mass of ash into their original forms.  She rushed over to a grate ripping it out of place and discarding it on the roof.  Swiftly, she climbed in, silently making her way through the cramped space with the ethereal perched on her head.   That is until she found yet another grate, glancing through it to survey her surroundings.  What Eireen found was an empty hallway, spotless white marble on the ground with a variety of potted plants littered neatly all over the place.  Not caring to be discreet, Eireen kicked it in to properly enter the building, not bothering herself over the loud clanging the grate made upon contact with the floor.  From her previous survey of the place, no one was meant to be on the second floor.

“Uwah?!  WHat was that?”  A shrill voice exclaimed behind one of the closed doors, prompting for Eireen to narrow her eyes in slight annoyance.  There was no way her calibration of fate was incorrect, that is unless?  She silently requiped No. 32, the blades held deftly in her gloved hands.  She didn’t detect any movement from the otherside of the door that the voice had come from, so they were probably just convincing themselves there was nothing to worry about.  Good for Eireen, bad for the poor little soul.  Using the blade’s ability, she dashed at an unprecedented speed straight at the door, knocking it clean off its hinges.  But she didn’t stop there, holding her blades out in front of her as she prepared for impact.
“Wh-”  Before a single word could escape her victim, the pink haired reaper had already brought one of the blades through their throat.  They fell limply to the ground, their blood seeping into the already red carpet.

Eireen crouched down to look over the corpse, finding it to be a teenage boy with soft, snow white hair.  “Can you identify him?”

“He’s already dead, but I can read traces of his soul.”  Chance offers, closing his violet eyes in concentration.  “Alex Silroit.  Son of the head to a major lacrima manufacturing company, it’s kind of a big deal.”

Under her black armor, Eireen grinned, “One of the investor’s sons?  They’re probably in contact with our target object.  I wasn’t planning on this, but I guess I’ll use it to my advantage anyways…”   She stood up from her place at the corpse’s side.  “This will be enjoyable!”  The reaper chirped.

Chance simply sighed, “It’s too bad he was here, you would’ve needed to kill him anyways since it’s obvious he was already supposed to be dead, but with a corpse the police will know someone broke in here.”

“Noo, this poor boy was a victim to a freak accident involving a motor vehicle spun out of control!”  Eireen exclaimed, shaking her finger,  “His body was so horribly mutilated the police couldn’t even tell when he died!  Truly, it was horrible.  Alex’s father couldn’t seem to find him before the show to invite him into one of the private booths, so there was no real way of saving him.”

Chance shook his head slowly, a grin painted on his features, “Ugh, now I remember why I even bother to put up with you, Eireen.”  The pink haired reaper shrugged, moving on to find the site of her target object.

Eireen had to change her angle slightly, descending onto the populated floors still donned in Ivory Ash.  It was suspicious, but if people thought she’d already went through clearing they would just have to suck it up.  She just needed to see the engine, which wasn’t all too difficult.  It was behind the only door that security had bothered to stand still in front of, the engine room.  Eireen slowly began her shift into ash, passing between the door’s cracks into the room.  And yet she still didn’t reassume her original form, a scientist was still with the engine, although they were simply playing games on their iLac.  They were one of the elites in LacriCars, responsible for almost all development of their new products, including their new engine.  But, they were also a known animal enthusiast, living with two dogs and a cat.  Tests must’ve already been done, so when Eireen messed with the engine they wouldn’t have any way to know before it was too late.  “Chance.”

The fluffy white creature resumed their original form, dashing up to the scientist and snuggling up to their leg.  Pleasantly surprised, they looked down from their phone to pet Chance, “Aw, what are you doing here little buddy?  You lost?  Don’t worry, I got ya~”  They shoved their iLac into their lab coat, picking up Chance in their arms.  Not even questioning where he came from, they left the room, leaving EIreen to do whatever she pleased.  Reassuming her form from the ash, she approached her target object, taking several tools from the scientist's kit and beginning her tampering.  The pink haired woman was out before the scientist was back from scoring Chance from the building, allowing her to leave in peace in the form of ash.

With the body placed and engine tampered with, all there was left to do was enjoy the fireworks.  “Hey, I’m back.”  Chance’s voice echoed through her mind.

“Aw, your corporeal body’s magic power ran out?  Well, it’s easier than trying to find you.”  Eireen replied internally, removing Ivory Ash and beginning to walk away from the pristine white building.

“What, not watching?”

It was then a  of screams reached the reaper’s ears, a blaze of fire erupting from the track.  Eireen gazed behind her, smiling, “I’ve seen enough bloodshed for a lifetime.”

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