Empire State of Mind

[Madotsuki]

Madotsuki recoiled when Hiro shot her that look. It wasn't that she knew what he was feeling about the whole situation, but it was actually quite the opposite. Was it concern? Annoyance? Either way, it was apparent that the samurai wasn't pleased. She glanced away, too embarrassed to look Hiro in the eyes.

But it seemed like this guy had her best intentions at heart; she watched as the Stormtroopers marched off, taking a moment to gather her nerves before turning back to the hacker. "...Sorry," she mumbled. "They startled me when I first came here, so I fled." It was debatable whether she had shared too little information, but it was probably for the best that the law-abiding Prime didn't know that they had encountered her in an alleyway, or why she had been creeping about such areas in the first place.

"But I promise not to cause trouble." She had her fingers metaphorically crossed behind her back, but what else could she say? The moment they stood against each other as foes would come one day, but she wouldn't let it be today.

She followed Hiro into the arcade, and immediately, her sights were overwhelmed with color. Even a world of neon was far brighter in the waking world. The samurai motioned for her to explore and shoved some coins in her hand. Considering the last time they separated, she wasn't so enthused. However, a familiar face caught her attention; she swiveled around to find Rush, of all people, replacing tickets at a nearby western-themed shooting gallery. His outfit was just as garish as the rest of the place, but a friend was a friend.

She made sure Hiro wasn't around, then strode towards her partner in crime. It took him a moment, but he realized that a fellow Night Terror was trying to greet him. He waved, but the look on his face was saying that now was a bad time. There were probably cameras all over the place.

Fingering the coins in her hand, she set off to test some of the machines