Meeting between Bosses[Himitsu or Invite][NR]

Sitting behind the desk in his plush office, Alec knew it was coming sooner or later. The Boss of that city Demi and Squall caused havok in wanted a meeting. This was going to shake some people up; some would take this as a threat, so beforehand Alec was sure to notify all personnel to keep it in their holsters. If something went down he wanted to direct the damage toward himself, and avoid any unneeded casualties. For now the respectful role would be played.

His loyal butler was informed also to direct any out of town visitors to the turbo elevator and up to his office on the 1,000th floor. With his elbows on the rests of the chair and his fingers crossed over his gut, Alec relaxed and waited...

Amaranth had been back in the city for a little bit; having spent a majority of that time wandering around looking for some sort of inspiration for some sort of a summon or new experiment. But, she hadn't found any, still... Therefore she had wandered herself back to Darkman Tower, landing lightly on the roof just as she had done before, red cloak billowing in the breeze.

She wandered over to the stairway door and down the steps and then down the hall. She paused, looking up from the hand held game system she still held between her hands, as she reached her grandfather's office door. She reached forward, and opened the door, stepping inside quietly and shutting the door behind herself.

"Hey, grandad.", she said softly as she wandered over, glancing backwards at the door and frowning before looking at her grandfather. She glanced back to the game in her hands, pressing several more buttons; the theme music indicated what it was, Pokemon. Her form flickered from solid to intangible and than back again as her concentration faded from herself and focused on her game; the only thing remaining solid was the halo above her head.

"You look like you're waiting for someone...", she said as she looked up to her grandfather and then reached into her pocket, pulling out a lollipop and ripping the wrapper off. She shoved the wrapper back into her skirt pocket and then popped the lollipop, watermelon flavored, into her mouth, her silver gaze then focusing back on the game.

She had told Re'yoak to stay outside of the city. It was one thing for him to relax in her office chair, another for him to walk into a different city, get slapped with shedidn'tknowwhat anti-magic protection spells and then for him to get himself worked up because he could feel her anger.


Ragey dragon was not wanted. At least not now.


Navigating her way through the city, she eventually found her way to what everyone called "Darkman's Tower", walking into the lobby she took Callous off of her fingers, placing them on her belt. She looked blankly at the receptionist, who after a minute of looking at Himitsu's obviously foreign fashion, pointed at what Himitsu guessed was a butler. The servant showed her to an elevator and took the ride up with her, most likely to make certain that she didn't go to the wrong floor. Turning to the man she looked him dead in the eyes. "How elaborate is the way to Alec Kane's office?"

"It's simply straight down the hall misses....?"

"Ishikawa." She answered in her normal short fashion, telling him only her last name. She wasn't planning on getting to know him all that well; what was the point of him knowing her on a first name basis? At hearing her last name he nodded.

The elevator came to a stop after a few moments of what could be considered awkward silence. It was only awkward to the butler if he could feel awkward, because Himitsu could not. Not at this point in time. She was focused on this. She wanted to know exactly why Alec's people had attacked her city. The doors to the lift opened and Himitsu set off at a brisk walk of determination. To say that she was pissed was an understatement, but she wasn't going to let it show. She would be respectful, war was the last thing she wanted.

She came to the door at the end of the hallway, raising her pale and bony and she knocked on the door. "Ishikawa, Himitsu. Shinkai Shigai's Boss." She spoke.

Once more, the elevator would Ding! and out would step the Sleeping Lion himself. Dressed from head to toe in an immaculate black Armani suit, the male straightened his tie and swalked towards the office of Alec. His shoes clicked off the floor with each step, echoing throughout the floor. His left hand clutched Calamity, as usual. The Riflejato was clean, polished and shone like black gold. He'd taken his time after settling himself into his quarters; a long shower, a nice meal, and a bit of rest. His luggage had arrived while he'd slept, and when he woke, he figure that it was time to look his best again.

Sliding open the door to Alec's office, the male stepped inside, whistling amerry tune. Blue eyes turned electric as the male scanned over the occupants, his free hand reaching up to finger the 'employee badge' he was give earlier. "Ello, folks."

Alec moved his eyes from the window to watch his grand daughter come into his office. "Grand baby," was his response. Silver eyes moved back to the window as he could already feel her arrival. She was riding on something large... and it appeared that she told it to stay outside of city limits. Good, that meant there wouldn't be a panic, not to add to that "zombie" thing over in the factory district. "Yeah, waiting on a visitor from another city somewhere across the ocean... I guess she's here to bitch me out for that stunt Squall and Demi pulled."

Squall walked in next, dressed expensively. "...Take it you caught word of the Boss of Shinkai Shigai coming here for a... meeting," he said to Squall. "I'm trusting that you'll keep cool during this whole exchange. I've fought in enough wars, not looking to jump into another one right now. Keep it cool, yeah?"

Himitsu eventually made her way to the tower, and up to the 1,000th floor. Alec pushed a button on his desk, which caused the door to open automatically to reveal Himitsu. "Please, come in, have a seat," said Alec. He pushed another button which caused a compartment in the floor to open and a seat to rise from it. The seat was constructed of a memory foam alloy that shaped itself to the body of the person that sat in it for maximum comfort. "Can I get you something to drink, Miss Ishikawa?"

Demi and Squall had pulled something? Amaranth could only begin to imagine what; she knew there were a few people Demi chose to harass on almost a daily basis but it had never seemed to go beyond harmless pranks - even if those pranks left quite a bit of cleanup. "Demi needs her butt whooped." She didn't think on for but a moment however as her attention was quickly grabbed the male who had entered the office. An eyebrow rose; she had never seen him before and her curiosity peeked. She stared at for him for a moment, unblinkingly, as she attempted to figure out what he was; all she was was magic...

She glanced down at her game in her hands, pressing another few buttons on the thing before turning the volume down rather low; battle music beginning to play once more from her game. Her form flickered intangible again and she took several steps over to Squall before looking up as the office doors opened once more. She blinked at the female a few times, head tilting in curiosity, but she remained silent for the moment.

She had never had a chance to see the woman who ruled the city so close to her little resort island; and she hadn't expected the female in the doorway to quite look the way she did. However, her focus turned back to Squall and she lifted a single finger, the pointer of her right hand, and poked him very lightly on the arm, like any /normal/ child with an insane lack of fear and an insane amount of curiosity would. "You smell like magic...", she muttered.

She flicked her game off and slid it into her pocket, for the moment, and pulled out another lollipop with a green wrapper on it and a bag of cookies. She wasn't, for the moment at least, worried about what this meeting was going to be about. She was far too distracted by the man in the fancy clothes.

She felt an aura... His Aura. That friend of Demi's that had attacked her city, her gaze went from looking straight in front of herself to a pointed glare as her eyes narrowed slightly at the fancily dress attacker. If they could sense auras or emotions, they would have felt her bristling anger peak sharply for a split second before she wrestled it into submission.

Fully entering the room she took the seat directly in front of Alec Kane's desk, crossing her left leg over her right, she folded her hands together and placed them atop her left knee. She would not touch Blasphemy, Callous or Ingrid unless it was absolutely needed. Though... She really wanted to blow a nice hole right through that destructive disrespectful man's skull.

Through her hair a person might be able to see all of the elaborate arcane tattoos and markings that sprawled over a majority of her body, she even happened to have a matching pair that ran along her cheekbones and up around her temples and eyebrows, framing the bottom of her eye sockets. She was indeed thin, anorexic looking in her sickness. She let her lips curl into a soft closed mouth smile. "Mister Kane, if you don't mind me addressing you as such, thank you for allowing me to meet with you on such a short notice. A cup of unsweetened green tea would be nice, but if you do not have that I will settle for a glass of fine velvet Merlot wine."

Pausing for a second she took a millisecond to identify the young girl's aura. It seemed familiar... The girl was from the small island city off the shore of main Japan; Japan being were Himitsu's city resided.

"Mister Kane, I'm certain you know why I've asked to speak with you. Some of the things that I'd like to mention are of a more private and personal matter, and I will not divulge while in the presence of so many people. I am certain that you can empathise with me in the smallest bit of loathing to part with secrets around such a crowd." Of course, Himitsu didn't care about the younger female hearing what she had to say. Obviously they could tell that she was sick, she just didn't want to explain what she was sickened with while one of her harassers was in the room. What if he used that information against her in some underhanded trickery? She trusted a fellow boss enough to say what was on her mind, but this lower man? This man who had had no qualm attacking and killing her innocent? No. She didn't even want to be in the same building as him. With him so close... It was almost a challenge to keep her displeasure from showing, even with all of the rigorous nobility and Mafia poker-face lecturing and training she was put through as a child.

Whoa. This chick was angry, and doing a shitty job of hiding it behind that facade. An amused smile crossed his face, especially when she looked straight at him. Seems like she knew it was him, maybe? The smug expression on his face was clear; "I act like I don't care. But deep down inside... I still don't give a fuck."

The male shifted some, placing Calamity before him like a cane. A finger drifted up the barrel as she spoke to Alec. To Squall, it was all politcal bullshit diguised as niceties; the same kind he himself used when working with difficult clients back home. Everything she said was basicly code for "Please, have him leave the office so I can talk trash about him behind his back." As she finished speaking, Squall coughed, head tilting to the side. "Lets cut the bullshit, shall we? Everyone knows why you're here. Say whats on your mind, and lets not beat around the bush." As the male spoke his thumb traced over Calamity. Given how this chick was giving off the anger vibes, as well as giving him the evil eye; this meeting might not end well.

Alec didn't have to do anything, nor type any commands into his computer. A small robot rolled into the room soon after Himitsu's request was made to deliver to her what she'd asked for; a cup of unsweetened green tea. The robot stopped close by the woman to hand her the cup. "Your-Tea-Madam," said the robotic voice.

Alec could tell just by looking that something was deathly wrong with this woman. Perhaps she was afflicted by some sort of disease. It wasn't any of Alec's business what her problem was, and he didn't plan on prying. Was this really the big bad witch they spoke of? She didn't seem like a threat at all.

She wanted Squall out of the room, that was obvious. She'd known it was he who caused that rukus, that was also obvious from the stare she gave him on the way into the office, and the bad vibes that were coming off of her in waves. She had a definite dislike for Squall, and vice versa.At the moment splitting them up didn't seem like a bad idea, as Squall made some sort of adjustment to his grip on that weapon he was holding, and Alec's grand daughter was in the room at the moment. If ANYthing happened to her, someone was going to die here.

Was there something between these two previously? Alec didn't know. It wouldn't hurt to hear what she had to say. "Squall," he said. "...I need you to do something for me... There's been someone new hanging around. I don't know who he is. I was about to go investigate the matter myself, but this seems like something you could do as a favor to me, to make up for the mess you made. Go find out what you can about him, dig up any info. I'm thinking he's trying to get noticed, or size us up to make a play. If you run into him in person, see what he's about, but if he seems off... you know the appropriate measures that should be taken..."

Amaranth was... overly sensitive to emotions; to put it lightly. It helped lead to some of her rather more... dangerous abilities; like seeing the sins of others and offering up the apprpriate punishment. Which meant simply that when Himitsu's mask fell and her true emotions surfaced she felt them; and she felt them very well. Which meant she also picked up on Squall's as well, though his movements also gave it away. She took a moment to look between the pair and then, figuring it was best to get out of the line of fire encase anything were to happen, she backed away several steps, turned, and made her way over to her grandfather; all while keeping an ear out for the conversation.

She personally wasn't about to willing leave; not unless her grandfather asked her to. Therefore she made no attempt to walk towards the doors that led out of the office; instead, she stood nearby her grandfather and looked the woman over. She could see and smell the sickness in her; she could even sense it. But, she didn't know the woman, so despite being able to heal her almost instantly... she didn't. She simply stuffed the bag of cookies back into her pocket and concentrated on the new lollipop she had freshly popped into her mouth.

".....", she had nothing to say for the time being, unless spoken to of course. She was more than curious as to why all of this had happened, and what exactly Squall and Demi had done in the female's city.

With a soft amused and pleased 'Hmmm' at the robot she took her tea, taking a second to sip from the small cup. She didn't have to have a person in eyesight to sense were their energy was at, though, fighting blind wasn't her choice.

She felt it when Squall ran his thumb over his weapon, and when he spoke she should have felt anger, but a thin smile played across her lips. She twisted her body away from Alec, looking over her back so that she could look at Squall. She didn't blink or glare or snarl. She just looked him in the eyes with a slightly amused 'feel' in her eyes, the thin smile staying exactly in it's place.

Turning her body back to Alec she started to speak in a calm uncharged voice, as if she was somewhat uninterested in the man who was holding his weapon, "He's rather battle thirsty isn't he? He wants to jump into a fight with me while I'm so weak and there is a young girl in here. Obviously he has no regard for human life lost. While that might be necessary and sought after at times, today such actions would insight bad blood between our cities, and I have no intentions of fighting in your office. Now, your lackey over there doesn't know the subject matter of which I wish to discuss first. For all he knows I could bring up his attack and slaughter of my innocent as the last of my discussion; with other strictly boss business prior to it."

Pausing for a second she sipped from the cup of tea again. It was somewhat soothing to her cut up and raw throat. She wasn't doing anything wrong, just pointing out her reason and stating what she could tell of the attacker from what she had already seen; her voice wasn't emotionally charged, nor was any bit of anger showing. Right now she was just blank, fully intent on dealing with strictly business and not fighting. She waited for Squall to fully leave the room before she began to speak again. "Now, I have no want or desire to war or harbour bad blood against your city Mister Kane. Any person that looks upon me can see why. I'm sick. Every morning I wake up in pain, fighting to breathe, my pillow case covered in my own crimson blood. I'm dying a long drawn out and painful demise." She left out a soft snort of what seemed to be amusement. "Tell me, do you happen to know what Auto-immune Deficiency is? My body is destroying it's self, and it fails to do what I need. It's a horrid process, watching yourself die over the course of eight years."

Squalled narrowed his eyes. He knew precisely what this was. If that was how this game would be played, so be it. He had no ill will towards Alec, and with the child in the room... yea. He didnt know her; who knew the legend had a kid, let alone a grandkid. But as for Himitsu, that smug attitude, and the fact that she was playing this card? The helpless, 'sick' card. He wasn't buying it, nor did he expect Alec to. "Keep talking like I'm not here. You'll know I'm here when I put a bullet between your eyes, bitch. If you were 'so weak' as you put it, you shouldnt be running a village. The stress from that? Suicide."

As the male spoke, his hands lifted Calamity, sliding back the bolt and manually ejecting the cambered round into his hand. Placing the gold round upright on the desk, the male tilte his neck once more, cracking it. For those with enhanced sight, the round would stand out like a beacon; Himitsu's name had been engraved into the bullet. "If you're so sick, you should be in a hospital, not leading a city. I'm suprised no one else has attempted to off you yet. Unless..." Those eyes filled with that strange electric blue, his face twisting into a smirk. He'd suspected it before, but the lines on her body could have simply been protection wards, or tribal tattoos. But her aura, with all of those 'threads' coming off it and her soul? "Magic." The male smirk broke into a smile, followed by a chuckle. "Thought so..."

He turned, offering Alec a small nod and began making his way for the door. "If she begins mouthing off, I make no promises. I'll be back for the bullet later. But consider the job done."

The plain, expressionless look on his face didn't change any listening to Squall. He didn't seem like the type to attack the sick and weakly. Alec didn't put the thought out of his mind that perhaps this sick and weak thing she was displaying here was simply a card she was playing in the face of multiple threats to her life. Alec thought it would be a waste of time to engage with this woman whether she was sick or just playing at it, but it was obvious that Squall wanted to kill her. Alec's eyes move to the bullet he left behind.

Squall was soon out of the office again, and Alec hoped he could move this along quickly and smoothly so the woman could go about her business, and he could avoid another war. Why the woman had the title Boss in her condition Alec didn't know, and didn't much care. She came here alone, so it was safe to assume that besides the big creature outside city limits waiting, she didn't have any back-up. But looks could be deceiving... His expression didn't even change as she explained her morning ritual. Alec knew full well what the medical condition she had was.

"Where our immune system starts rejecting our own organ or tissue and starts producing antibodies," Alec said, the textbook answer. "Example for Auto Immune Diseases are Insulin Dependent Diabetes Mellitus, Myesthenia Graves, Multiple Sclerosis, Rheumatoid Arthritis, etc."

He looked over at his Grand Daughter. "You shouldn't eat so much sugar, Grand Baby. Your teeth will go bad and you'll have stomach aches."

Alec looked back to Himitsu and adjusted his rear within the leather recliner, sitting up some to rest his elbows upon the desktop and bring his hands together as if praying. "Ms. Ishikawa, i'd like to officially apologize on behalf of my 2 misguided associates. They have both been reprimanded accordingly, and are currently both undergoing a re-education process. The process is slow, but eventual progress is being made. Company employees have all been briefed to keep clear of Shinkai Shigai, to avoid having the families of those lost to engage in a retaliatory confrontation which would eventually lead to war. Demi will probably never return to your city, but Squall... well, we're working with him."

Alec didn't like long meetings. There was no guarantee that Squall would stand down and leave the woman be. There would be future episodes, Alec knew this. He sighed some, but it was more of a grumble. A bunch of un-needed drama already after taking over as head of the Company... "There's no way to repay the lives that were lost, but if there's some way that we can come to some sort of understanding, we can bring this to a quick and satisfactory conclusion without any unnecessary bloodshed in yours or my streets. What would you propose?"

Amaranth's gaze moved to each individual in the office; first to Himitsu as she spoke, then to Squall and finally to her grandfather. She might be 'just a child' but she was far smarter than the average one; obviously she had to be to run her own island. She listened carefully to Himitsu's words, a frown slowly replacing the constant smile she had on her face. Her brow furrowed slightly, even, as she contemplated the words.

The words felt off to her, very much so. The woman spoke of being sickly and yet the words she spoke at the same time made it sound like she was trying to get some sort of reaction out of Squall. She found herself wondering how someone who was so ill could run an entire city when Squall said almost exactly what she had been thinking; only her way was nicer and without the cursing that would've had her butt busted.

Her silvery gaze paused on the bullet that Squall left behind, and her head tilted slightly in curiosity; yet she she remained right by her grandfather - she wanted no closer to the stranger than she already was, especially when things could still risk turning violent.

However, she snapped out of her current thoughts as her grandfather addressed her about her eating so much sugar. She blinked once, removed the lollipop from her mouth, shoved the wrapper back on it, and then threw it in the garbage; all before reaching into her red cloak to one of the many hidden pockets and pulling out another favorite treat - one that her mother loved just as much - a green crisp apple. "Okay, grandad.", she said softly before smiling again and turning the apple over between her hands several times.

She then, as she took her first bite out of the apple, looked back to Himitsu, waiting for the female's response to her grandfather's question. She was curious to hear what she was going to say...

She remained as completely motionless as absolute zero, watching as the man set a bullet on the desk. The bullet had her name carved on it... Funny, how he could've had it engraved when he had just learned her name all but a few short moments ago when she had introduced herself to Alec Kane and Amaranth. He called her a bitch, down talked her, threatened her life with his bullet. People before him had threatened to end her life. Life threats had ceased to ignite any type of reaction from her, hence her indifference at his threat. If he could kill her? Then he would end up killing her. If he wasn't powerfully or smart enough? Then he would fall. It was as simple as that. No use in rushing into a fight that he was attempting to provoke.

She heard him say "Magic," softly before chuckling and saying, "thought so". So, he was smart enough to figure out that she was a magic user and that she was using said magic to sustain herself. She was surprised that he hadn't figured that out sooner. Her city reeked of magic with all of the protection wards that lied about her city's walls, the same wards that kept things she didn't want in the city from entering.

And then she felt that familiar constricted feelings in her lungs, that feeling that triggered coughing when someone had congestion. In a quick motion she brought her right hand up to her mouth, covering it so that she wouldn't cough blood and lung tissue all over Alec, his desk and anything else that happened to be in front of her. She didn't dare move her left hand, aside from the involuntary clutching of the chair's arm, due to Blasphemy and Ingrid being fastened to her left hip. To move her left hand quickly might cause a few misunderstandings, which was why she had used her right hand to cover her coughing. Her torso constricted three times with coughing before said ejections of air subsided. The fit had lasted only but a brief second and a half. Anyone with half of a brain could tell that the coughing wasn't faked from the way that her body reacted along with the wet sound that came from her lungs when she did cough.

Lifting her hand from her mouth, she wiped her lips clean of blood with her right hand's thumb before pulling said hand back to gaze upon the crimson spots on her pale hand. "If you people doubt my sickness, you can test my blood." She said with a flat emotionless tone, no arrogance, smugness, sarcasm, anger, sadness or joy was expressed from her as she slowly lifted her right hand, showing her bloody palm to the room's company. Looking back at Alec she asked, "May I please have a sanitary wipe? I don't want to touch anyone with my hand. The virus likes to travel via blood stream to blood stream."

She heard Alec speaking to her, telling her of their punishments, then he presented her with the problem, and asked if she had thought of anything that could serve as a solution. Raising her left hand index finger she made a 'one moment' gesture; she would wait until she was certain that Squall was completely gone before she spoke again.

The same robot that gave her the cup of tea was also the same robot to also open a compartment on it's chest, revealing a napkin holder. "Ma'am," came the robotic voice from next to her again. Squall had walked out, and was likely on his way down in the turbo elevator towards the 1st floor to handle the task he was given.

"No worries ma'am," Alec said, pointing to the golden ring that was always above his head. "As angels, we are immune to all sorts of disease, so me nor my Grand Daughter are at risk." Alec was becoming impatient, but for the most part he was keeping himself in check. So it appeared that there was no bluff behind her act; she really was sick. His expression still didn't falter, and he almost wanted to heal her just to speed along this process. Meetings and politics weren't really his thing.

Amaranth paused in the middle of eating her apple as Himitsu began to cough. It took her a moment to realize that not only was Amaranth herself immune to any sort of disease or poison; but that that particular one didn't quite travel that way - her grandfather's words only confirming what her brain told her. Therefore, after her short pause she brought the apple up to her mouth and took another bite; a crisp crack of a sound filling the air as her teeth broke through the smooth apple's surface again.

After a moment she found herself turning, wandering over to the window behind her grandfather. She stared out of it for a moment, waiting for Himitsu to begin speaking again - while enjoying the sight the window offered. As she waited she began to find herself wondering if the person her grandfather had asked Squall to investigate happened to be the vampire she had met before coming here - and how funny it would be if that was exactly who he was talking about. However, she wasn't going to ask right this minute; not in front of Himitsu. At least.. unless her grandfather brought the topic up to her of course.

She couldn't help but smile curiously at the robot as it presented her with a wipe. The little robot could do everything... It was actually pretty interesting. Reaching her left hand out, she took a wipe and cleaned her right hand, giving the bloody towel back to the robot to dispose of.

Turning her full attention back to Alec she began speaking, "I am not mad with Demi. The statues can be replaced. The rainbows can be removed with a simple spell. The only thing she committed was harmless pranks. While I am not happy about her breaking the statues, I hold no ill against her. You are correct though, the lives lost can not be brought back, the griefs of the families can not be soothed and I can not wipe away the feeling of terror that Squall -that is his name is it not?- has undoubtedly inflicted on my city's people. I am a firm believer of the phrase: 'An eye for an eye', but I am not asking you to let me kill your citizens, or for me to kill your underling. No. I'm tired of fighting. War is the last thing I want."

She paused for a second, picking up the empty tea cup that she hand dropped in her coughing fit. Luckily she had already drank the contents before said fit.

"Upon seeing that your man is eager for my blood, and has no qualms hurting innocent, I see that it is fit to enact the banishment laws of my city. Shinkai has several dozen types of protection wards and barriers. It would not be a difficult feat for me to tweak the repulse wards to disallow his entrance into the city. The wards would disallow only Squall from entering or otherwise interacting with the city, no one else... That is until I have to add another person to the banished list."

She looked at him. That was her suggestion. It seemed reasonable. She wasn't asking for him to execute the attacker, she wasn't asking him to let her kill the same amount of citizens in his city that Squall had killed in her own. "The only thing I ask of you, Mister Kane, is to make certain that an incident like this never happens again. The laws in my city are so strict because I want peace and order. A city were no one has to fear someone committing a heinous crime such as murder, rape or arson. Where children can play outside without the fear of getting kidnapped. I'm certain that you understand."

It would of been fair of her to ask that Squall be executed for all of the innocent he'd murdered, but Alec was sort of surprised that she didn't. War was the last thing he wanted as well. He'd grown up on the battlefield; he didn't want his kids and grandchildren to suffer the same thing.

All she asked was that Squall be banished from her city, and that no members of The Company do such a thing again. Simple terms to quickly agree upon and bring business to a close. It seemed the rumor about her having a hard set of rules were true, but Alec wasn't one to question. She had her way of running a city, and so did he.

"That's fine with me, Ms. Ishikawa," said Alec, looking up to notice the butler in the doorway to the office. "Reasonable terms. Again I apologize on the behalf of my subordinates, and I assure you that we will avoid having this sort of altercation again... Well if there's nothing further my butler can show you the way back to the elevator. Please have a safe journey back to Shinkai Shigai, Ms. Ishikawa."

Amaranth glanced behind her, turning her attention from the outside world to Himitsu and her grandfather. It would seem as if her grandfather was dismissing the woman; though politely. Maybe that would mean she could go play a game or something then, without coming across as rude - and tell her grandfather who that man was.

She had nothing to say, and therefore remained quiet, except for another crack of a sound as she took another bite out of her apple and chewed.

She nodded to Alec, standing and preparing to take leave. She was almost at the door when she spoke. "Now, Mister Kane. If Squall tries to attack me or Re'yoak, my underboss, before I leave this city? I will die ending him if needed." Her voice was cool, it's tone displaying that she was not kidding when she made that promise. "Thank you for your time, and please keep the people you love safe."

And with that she walked out, the door opening for her to reveal the same butler from earlier. Her last spoken line was not a threat at all, it was spoken in a soft, wise tone, one that bespoke of a sadness, of loss. It was more of a reply to his 'travel blessing'. Soon she was back in the elevator, even sooner she was in the lobby and leaving the tower.

Painful things were starting to be remembered, and she didn't want to deal with it.

-Exit Topic-

"Always," was the only last word Alec said to Himitsu, in response to protecting loved ones. Then she was gone, and that was over. Alec sank back into his chair letting out a long sigh. He wondered if this was the sort of thing his father had to go through. How would he have handled this? Would he have approved of Alec's methods? Perhaps he'd go and ask him sometime, if he ever came back from his random wandering. Sometimes he was known to wander around aimlessly for years...

"Amaranth," Alec said after Himitsu had left out and the door was closed again. "No going to her city, at all. I know your island is close by there, but you keep your distance. We don't need anymore of these... incidents."

After a while, Alec pushed a button on his desk. "Send Squall back in when you get the chance," he said to his loyal butler....

Amaranth watched Himitsu leave and then turned her gaze back to her grandfather. Her head tilted a bit to the side and she tossed the apple's core into the garbage before walking the step or two over to her grandfather and hugging him.

"Don't worry, grandad. I have no intentions of going over there and messing with her....", she said softly. The words were true enough; she wouldn't mess with Himitsu or cause any sort of issues unless the female messed with her. If it came to that though... she was going to defend herself and those she was responsible for on that island of hers.

Then, she remembered the question she had wanted to ask her grandfather. "Grandad.. what did that guy look like that you had Squall go find? Becasue I stumbled across a vampire earlier, his name was... Gile... but he preferred to go by Kenny. He snatched up some guy who was nearby, I guess he read in his mind that he was going to try something; apparently he feeds off criminals and such instead of innocent people...." her voice trailed off, head tilting as she tried to remember if there was anything else interesting about the male she had found out.

Hnnn... this had better be good. Blue eyes were filled with the electric energy from earlier. Booted feet strolled from the elevator, Calamity in hand as he made his way to the office doors. Pushing open the doors, the male made his way inside to the desk, calmly picking up his bullet and loading it into the weapon.

In his time absent, the male had changed clothing; jean pants on his lower half, three belts crossing his waist in a strange design. His uper body was clothed in a white 'wife-beater' shirt beneath his jacket. Around his neck hung the pendant that Kane gave him, along with his Griever necklace. "You called?"

He nodded his head to Amaranth's words as she hugged him. He'd then listen to the story she told him, wondering who was fool enough to even think about trying something on someone that had the last name of Kane. Alec was ready to go looking for this dead man himself, until she mentioned something about a vampire who'd gotten to him first; one who fed on criminals and scum.

"Hmmm... I don't know what he looked like, I just felt something... off," he said. "The guy i'm looking for and this guy you're describing might be the same people, we'll see..."

Squall entered soon after, dressed in his usual attire. It was looking like he was preparing for battle. "So...." Alec said to Squall, watching him load that bullet from earlier back into his strange weapon. "That was her, huh? The wicked witch from the west who slave drives and rules with an iron grip, and you want to blow her brains out." Alec looked at the carpet beneath his steel toed boots and sighed slowly. "You honestly want to kill her? It looks like she's about to fall over and die as is. You'd just be wasting a bullet..."

Alec ran his left hand through the red hair of Amaranth, his silver eyes watching his fingers move through the red strands, red just like her mother's... "I should update you on the situation. Himitsu is willing to sweep all of this under the rug, and that's cool considering you apparently slaughtered a bunch of innocents. That's another thing, i'm all for defending myself but the killing innocent people thing? Big no go in The Company... I feel I should also inform you that Himitsu plans on doing something to the barrier that surrounds her city to make it so that you can't enter. She said if you try something on her while she's still here, or the big creature thing that's waiting for her outside city limits, she's willing to die if it means taking you with her."

He straightened out Amaranth's hair to how it was before putting his hand on her head and leaned forward to rest his elbows on the desk again. "I'm Boss, but that doesn't make me your father, Squall. I can't TELL you to lay off of that chick... But I can ASK you as a personal favor to me. Leave her alone, she's honestly not worth the effort. Even if you do manage to get close to her and take off her head to watch the blood flow from whats left of her neck... it still won't make you feel any better, trust me. There will still be that feeling of rage, that feeling of something you should have done but didn't or couldn't. I've been there many times myself. Furthermore, you'd just be doing her a favor. You'll put an end to her suffering, and there's a good chance that she'll end up up there." Alec pointed to the ceiling.

Alec rubbed his eyes with the tips of his index and thumb fingers. "...If you choose to say fuck that and go after her anyway... you will do so not as a member of The Company. Don't get me wrong, i'm not firing you or anything, but you will be making a personal action against this woman and her city. If she decides to capture you, or go for your neck, or say... transform into some hideous creature and proceed to bend you over to fu---" He started to go into nasty details but remembered that his Grand Daughter was in the room. "...Do unmentionable things to your backside, then you're on your own. None of The Company members will be able to assist or bail you out of a potential hostile situation in another city, and The Company will disavow any knowledge of your actions."

Alec pinched fingers to either side of his nostrils. "I managed to smooth this shit over once, I'm not going through this sorta soap opera again. Try to clean up your own messes from here on out please, and if you get into a fight, do avoid trying to have it in a populated area of the city."