The Reaping

[Dawnika Snow]

The duo walks into the restaurant, a bit suspicious of they're slightly dirty appearance. In their defense, it was difficult to find a decent shower when you had no running water and it's socially frowned upon to take sink showers in a gas station bathroom. Jun was dressed in usual jacket, forever scuffed by dirt and much other substances including dried blood, and sweatpants. Yuki was dressed a bit better wearing a red-plaid skirt and a tank top with some boots. Most her outfit was made of their newly bought clothes. As they walked in, the stormtroopers gave them a rough time, but after some convincing they were finally allowed through.

“Do you know who we're looking for? What do they look like?” Jun asked leaning over to Yuki’s height in a hushed tone. He was slightly nervous as he'd never done a job with anyone but just Yuki.

“I only got their names. Yukki Kazuto and a girl named…” She had to look back at the paper she was given to remember her name. “Princess...Hellstab.” She said with minimal enthusiasm.

“Well that’s colorful.” He commented leaning back up and surveying the room. Not a very busy restaurant for this time of day. Guess no one likes Asain food. “Let's just do our job and get paid.”

Yuki nodded in agreement and saw the two figures eating in a corner. She groaned at the sigh of the girl.

“She’s a fucking child.” Yuki said turning to her partner.

“And you cut a dudes finger off to steal his wallet when you were twelve.” Jun responded walking past her.

“But I'm a psychopath!” She whisper-yelled to him as they approached the table taking their seats on the opposite side of booth from their allies.

“Fill us in on the in-depth detail. We're supposed to get you two in somewhere?” Jun says pointing at the others from across the table. Yuki let's him do the talking, he was always better with words.