A single step into one of the empty second floor rooms, the only source of light being a window off to the side, and a man is stabbed by a sword. He's stabbed right in the back, coming out of his chest by Kojin from behind. It happened suddenly enough for her hood to fling off her head. The man gasped and stumbled forward before falling to his knees. Kojin crouched down with him before forcefully pushing him down to the ground with the sword that was still through him and pushing it further in him on the way down. Kojin got on one knee and foot beside the man as he was wheezing harshly and bleeding onto the ground. The man reached his hand to the side and behind him, frantically but weakly searching for Kojin, or anything really, to fight back in some form. When his hand reached close enough to her Kojin lightly smacked it away and pushed her sword even further into him. The man gasps again, and even coughed. If anyone else was in this building, they probably would've been here by now. But there wasn't. It was a secluded apartment building, so no one really hangs aorund here. Well, except for these two. It was a matter of several seconds until it sounded like he gagged a little, and then finally went limp and passed. Kojin slowly stood up and took her sword out of what's now a corpse and wiped the blood off her sword on the corpse's clothes. With that done, another bounty hunted.
It has almost been a year now since Kojin went into the bounty hunting business, and it didn't take her that long to get used to. There were already similar missions like these at the agency she previously worked for. The only difference: she can work solo. The traveling might be what Kojin needed to. Events and history aside, Kojin just needed to be...alone. Dead people are always alone, anyway.
Kojin returned her sword to its sheath that she carries on her back, the sheath was under her jacket but the hilt of the sword was still quite visible, before she flipped the corpse over on his back to reveal his face as it fell to the side. Kojin got her smartphone out before standing over him, crouching down to grab him by the jawline and move his face forward. With the smartphone, she took a picture of the face and it was sent over to the guy who wanted him dead. Who was this guy that just died you might ask? Probably some terrorist, or criminal, or whatever. Within seconds Kojin got a response read, 'Great. Just give me a side view real quick.' Kojin exhaled in annoyance before crouching down again and turning the corpse's face to the side impatiently. She took the picture quick before sending it over. They reply, 'Alright, nice job. I'll go ahead and deposit the reward in your account. Do whatever with the body.' Do whatever with the body. An easy instruction for an easy confirmation. The one month mark was coming up, and Kojin needs to...have some. When she locked her phone she saw the date on the lock screen, only realizing what date it was now. September 5th.
September 5th.
That day would have important, but it's not anymore. That day hasn't mattered for what seems like forever, but it's only been two years. Two years, a month, and a day.
Kojin put her phone back in her pocket and took out a pocketknife out of the other one as she crouched down again. Time for her least favorite thing to do. She took the corpse's arm and started carving the flesh out of it. She held a couple chunks and a strip of it in her hand, and she just looked down at them. Her fake but basic blue eyes gave a look of slight sorrow; she never like doing this, and she never will. Never. But she had to. Otherwise, she'll lose her mind. No, scratch that. The whole goddamn zombie apocalypse would start. The only bright side to it: at least it's only once a month.
Suddenly, a light. Kojin flicked her gaze towards the window, and a few slow seconds later she carefully walked towards the window while remaining crouched in case someone could see her through the window. She peeked her head up got a better look as she raised a brow, it actually was a light. It was a matter of short seconds when she caught the sight of a girl, falling. Falling. A girl. A girl falling. Kojin slightly squinted, to see if she was seeing right. She could make out her appearance--blue hair, white dress--observations aside though. "What, did she forget her parachute or something...?" Kojin mumbled to herself, a little flabbergasted while being half-sarcastic. Kojin went back to the side of the window, still crouched and thinking to herself. She looked down at the handful of flesh she had and then peeked out the window again to see if the girl was still falling. She took a slow inhale, and then short exhale. She eyed the large garbage bin in the corner of the room before quickly getting up and hauling the body over to stuff it in the bin, and even flipping the bin upside down after putting the lid on it. She hurried over back to the window; she decided to check this out, whatever this falling girl business is. She thought if she had herself multitask it would be easier for her to get herself to eat the flesh she needs to, that usually works anyway. She opened the window and looked around to see if there was anyone around before jumping down carefully. She stuffed two chunks in her mouth before taking off, going through more alleyways than streets for now. Kojin could kill some time anyway.
