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[h2][color=aqua][center]Kanbaru Otoko[/center][/color][/h2]

Kanbaru found that there conversation was remarkably short lived, as the Yakuza completely withdrew into her own thoughts after the bluenette offered her two cents. It had to be something of a shock for Retsu to find her beliefs confirmed, assuming she really was uncertain to begin with. Yoshino was to Retsu what Kanbaru held the Yakuza as, and having been in a similar boat she could understand that lifting the veil of mystery tended to create more drama then the pursuit of the truth did.

Otherwise she wouldn't be engaged in espionage among the physical world without a meaty stack of non-sequential bills in her drop box, but such are the things one dose for their friends.

They arrived in silence at their objective, a monument to Chiyo's believed superiority over the rest of the world. Lucky for them this meant it was far too much space for any one person and required a large group of non-descript maids to clean for her. No one would ever notice if two were new or never seen again, as that was common enough practice in this line of work. Kanbaru nodded in understanding to Retsu's instruction but paused to offer her own. 

[color=aqua]"We are doing the laundry, not scrubbing the floors with toothbrushes. A house like this takes three to four hours, easy, and the laundry will take up a large span of time. I'll take the laundry down to the basement and get some 'work' done there before returning to you in the master bedroom."[/color] Kanbaru offered evenly. [color=aqua]"Judging by the owner's personality, I can't imagine she gets any use out of guest rooms. With any luck she converted them into an office or gym we could also clean for her."[/color] 

Carrying her own supplies, Kanbaru took to the stairs and entered the door which she figured to be the Master Bedroom, stepping into a room of pure white accentuated by a vaulted ceiling of sheer angles. Every fixture of the room was either made of bleached ivory or polished silver, and the only blemish upon this dazzling display of decadence were the sheets thrown onto the floor without a care for the maids who would have to clean it. [color=aqua]"I've seen empty dorm rooms with more life then this. There's not even a dart board with Yoshino's face on it to tell us who Chiyo is, except that she's from a LOT of money."[/color]

[@Lucius Cypher]
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[h2][color=royalblue][center]R u f u s[/center][/color][/h2]

[color=royalblue]"Super Trash you say? That's an interesting title to carry, though it does have a nice ring to it. Super Trash, faster then a speeding garbage truck and stronger then the fiercest trash compactor!"[/color] He raised his offered arm into a stiff salute, going so far as to click his heels together to make it seem more official then two weirdoes saluting in the middle of a mall. 

He took note there was some hesitation in her as her speech trailed off, as thought struck with a contradictory revelation. Rufus thought it apt not to bring up what could be a sensitive topic in their first encounter and tried to move forward. [color=royalblue]"But I'm not a stranger. I'm Rufus, and you're the Super Trash, so we are already well acquainted. Nothing to stop us from having any fun while the serious people do their unfun stuff. I've noticed the mall doesn't lock the door to the roof and it's got a nice view to enjoy while you eat."[/color]

A cursory search found Chiyo's hamper stuffed into the corner of her equally grandiose but far more colorful closet, whereupon Kanbaru stuffed the sheets in with the rest of the clothes and made to check the other rooms. [color=aqua]"Good luck, senorita."[/color]
[@TheWindel]