DING!
The elevator doors cracked open and the sound of silence exited the doors into the building. A little bit of RnR seemed to be something she wanted to enjoy and frankly to do so lately was bothersome. Unlike other famous people, Sakura was able to vanish from any and all sight whenever. However, that wasn't the way that most others could. She didn't possess invisibility and though as a spirit she could phase herself through walls, this was not one of them. The ability to possess life sized dolls was a strange, but unique aspect from which this idol utilized to an extent no other could think to do. Known to few and thankful even those who knew were among the shadows or generally out of the capital eye of knowledge made her other work much more sustainable and worthwhile. This doll made her name through this means and her abilities made her a much more unseen threat that struck colder than the heart of the arctic wastelands. Since things seemed to be going in a way she didn't expect as of recent, there wasn't much of a reason as not to go ahead with the idea and notion that she was going to get some time to relax for a change. Maybe crack open the book she'd had to set aside since her last tour had begun and then looped into other places. So many things of hers had to be placed on hold in order to keep herself in check. And while she vastly enjoyed this chance, to have it double with her work was taxing. Still, it wasn't much different than her days in the mafia run by Black Rose. If only some day she could come across some of her former members. Perhaps she was the only one of them left after what happened to the Silver Moon Inn before it's repurchase and rebuilding. Gutted of its memories.
Though that wasn't really the only reason from which Sakura enjoyed the use of her idol tours and even more so why she probably didn't hear any backlash from the guild when she did such things. Her travels between towns and even countries proved to be more than a benefit to the rainbow slayer. What Sakura did as part of her own life and her job intertwined in ways that never seemed to interfere. Well.. except for once when she slid information into a fan meet & greet signing CD's, though it had been hidden in the actual case, one could say she never knew they were there and someone else could have done so. Regardless, she covered her tracks and so far in the close to a year of her fame growing and growing, she had never had anything close to any close calls of being discovered by the public. That though still helped in the long run. In times where she would be in a trailer relaxing or sleeping, her hidden away doll body would be out in the shadows delivering or receiving the information needed and then holding onto the information until the point in her tour where its destination was located to be picked up or dropped off. Nothing in her information trafficking was a hard or even a slow concept in which she could feel herself at ease regardless of it all. In fact, things were just getting easier for her since she had her own mother joining in the group. Having a second person along made the work a bit easier, much less acting as though she were getting the elder Kisagami a bit of a taste as to the work she did and just a portion of the things the guild did.
But today she was on a task given to her by the chairman himself. A devilishly handsome man that she's only met once face-to-face. He seemed nice and very professional, however it felt strange to the doll that she was given this task straight from him rather than her direct superior or even from another of the branch directors. Whatever it was, she had to go all the way into the Ace of Spades and travel into a large building to a floor under construction in order to receive this information. Up on the 29th floor had seemed to be something a bit less than strange than anything, but at least the rain outside made the work today a bit out of the question. The frayed and messy area was covered in saw dust, loose wires, and tools laying all around the place. If she didn't know any better, one could think that she had stumbled into something that someone else had made them evacuate at the last moment. Then again, the sudden crack of thunder would explain it. Why chance being struck by lightening? Human trivialities, am I right?
A little bit of time spent walking around looking for what she came for had been a little less than fruitful. Why did she get told to come here? A sigh left the doll's mouth as she entered the last room. One set up to be the head of whomever planned to own this floor's business. The whole room seemed set up with everything one would need to run an office, minus one computer and tower. The large, comfortable swivel chair had been pulled out and while at first it didn't seem to be anything strange, the fact it had a manila envelope taped to it had convinced her this was it. Walking over to the chair, she would pull the envelope off and climb onto the chair, pouring the contents across the the table, she would find nothing more than pictures. Right on top had been a gated compound of some sort with large black gating. The design itself seeming to be more modernized and plane towards the bottom until you got towards the top. Arching across the top had laid a very custom design showing the word "Donovon". Immediately after seeing the name, she fished through each and every picture. Seeing numbers of stationed guards and finally a trio of solo shots. A tall, darker man stepping into and out of the home, even one of him using the pool in the back of the manor located on the property. As her mind tried to piece everything together, her eyes shot between the pictures strewn over the desk until she put two and two together. Small, porcelain hands slammed into the table, though they made little sound, made it clear to herself that she was both angry and focused.
Recollecting everything together into its envelope, Sakura took it to a metal trash can and then lit the paper on fire before moving to the elevator to leave. With pictures burned into her brain now, she was prepped to move along now down into the town and begin her search for a coward.
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The elevator doors cracked open and the sound of silence exited the doors into the building. A little bit of RnR seemed to be something she wanted to enjoy and frankly to do so lately was bothersome. Unlike other famous people, Sakura was able to vanish from any and all sight whenever. However, that wasn't the way that most others could. She didn't possess invisibility and though as a spirit she could phase herself through walls, this was not one of them. The ability to possess life sized dolls was a strange, but unique aspect from which this idol utilized to an extent no other could think to do. Known to few and thankful even those who knew were among the shadows or generally out of the capital eye of knowledge made her other work much more sustainable and worthwhile. This doll made her name through this means and her abilities made her a much more unseen threat that struck colder than the heart of the arctic wastelands. Since things seemed to be going in a way she didn't expect as of recent, there wasn't much of a reason as not to go ahead with the idea and notion that she was going to get some time to relax for a change. Maybe crack open the book she'd had to set aside since her last tour had begun and then looped into other places. So many things of hers had to be placed on hold in order to keep herself in check. And while she vastly enjoyed this chance, to have it double with her work was taxing. Still, it wasn't much different than her days in the mafia run by Black Rose. If only some day she could come across some of her former members. Perhaps she was the only one of them left after what happened to the Silver Moon Inn before it's repurchase and rebuilding. Gutted of its memories.
Though that wasn't really the only reason from which Sakura enjoyed the use of her idol tours and even more so why she probably didn't hear any backlash from the guild when she did such things. Her travels between towns and even countries proved to be more than a benefit to the rainbow slayer. What Sakura did as part of her own life and her job intertwined in ways that never seemed to interfere. Well.. except for once when she slid information into a fan meet & greet signing CD's, though it had been hidden in the actual case, one could say she never knew they were there and someone else could have done so. Regardless, she covered her tracks and so far in the close to a year of her fame growing and growing, she had never had anything close to any close calls of being discovered by the public. That though still helped in the long run. In times where she would be in a trailer relaxing or sleeping, her hidden away doll body would be out in the shadows delivering or receiving the information needed and then holding onto the information until the point in her tour where its destination was located to be picked up or dropped off. Nothing in her information trafficking was a hard or even a slow concept in which she could feel herself at ease regardless of it all. In fact, things were just getting easier for her since she had her own mother joining in the group. Having a second person along made the work a bit easier, much less acting as though she were getting the elder Kisagami a bit of a taste as to the work she did and just a portion of the things the guild did.
But today she was on a task given to her by the chairman himself. A devilishly handsome man that she's only met once face-to-face. He seemed nice and very professional, however it felt strange to the doll that she was given this task straight from him rather than her direct superior or even from another of the branch directors. Whatever it was, she had to go all the way into the Ace of Spades and travel into a large building to a floor under construction in order to receive this information. Up on the 29th floor had seemed to be something a bit less than strange than anything, but at least the rain outside made the work today a bit out of the question. The frayed and messy area was covered in saw dust, loose wires, and tools laying all around the place. If she didn't know any better, one could think that she had stumbled into something that someone else had made them evacuate at the last moment. Then again, the sudden crack of thunder would explain it. Why chance being struck by lightening? Human trivialities, am I right?
A little bit of time spent walking around looking for what she came for had been a little less than fruitful. Why did she get told to come here? A sigh left the doll's mouth as she entered the last room. One set up to be the head of whomever planned to own this floor's business. The whole room seemed set up with everything one would need to run an office, minus one computer and tower. The large, comfortable swivel chair had been pulled out and while at first it didn't seem to be anything strange, the fact it had a manila envelope taped to it had convinced her this was it. Walking over to the chair, she would pull the envelope off and climb onto the chair, pouring the contents across the the table, she would find nothing more than pictures. Right on top had been a gated compound of some sort with large black gating. The design itself seeming to be more modernized and plane towards the bottom until you got towards the top. Arching across the top had laid a very custom design showing the word "Donovon". Immediately after seeing the name, she fished through each and every picture. Seeing numbers of stationed guards and finally a trio of solo shots. A tall, darker man stepping into and out of the home, even one of him using the pool in the back of the manor located on the property. As her mind tried to piece everything together, her eyes shot between the pictures strewn over the desk until she put two and two together. Small, porcelain hands slammed into the table, though they made little sound, made it clear to herself that she was both angry and focused.
Recollecting everything together into its envelope, Sakura took it to a metal trash can and then lit the paper on fire before moving to the elevator to leave. With pictures burned into her brain now, she was prepped to move along now down into the town and begin her search for a coward.
1158/3000