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Late nights were common in her line of work, and though there was that age-old adage of the ‘early bird catching the worm’, Josephine often slept in, only waking around noontime to cook herself lunch. That particular morning, however, she made an exception, rising up alongside the muted sun. Outside of a well-stocked refrigerator, her apartment suite, located in a high-rise on the classier side of town, was devoid of decoration at all. Her Heinbox provided whatever electronic entertainment she ever wanted, and her armoury was hidden, leaving a living space that looked much too empty even when it was just meant for a single person.

Josephine didn’t mind though. She enjoyed the empty, open space, ensuring that every spot on synthetic wood floor was flawless.

She stretched out as she faced the sparse rays of the rising sun, pale skin only paler against its gray light. After a cold shower with her Punisher EMT and a warm breakfast of chicken and eggs, the urchin-turned-assassin-turned-Cleaner stepped up to her wardrobe and removed her bathrobe. She stood naked before the mirror, before saying flatly, [b]“Set 2.”[/b]

The Valkyrie suit came first, slim plates of metal attaching to a skin-tight bodysuit that she stepped into. Next was a silk blouse and dark trousers, mechanical arms retrieving them and hanging them out for her to wear. Finally, a suit jacket was pulled and buttoned on, followed by a violin case, carrying her Railrifle.

She looked at herself once more in the mirror, red-ringed eyes burrowing into the reflected image, before Josephine set off, sticking her feet into steel-toed combat boots.
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After a couple of detours to pick up other Cleaners in the area, Josephine spent most of her time ignoring Diva’s small talk as she cruised along in her armored truck, also of Heavyware make. Rolling up to Cash’s residence after a quick confirmation from the robotic guard, Josephine stepped out of her truck. A nod was given towards Runner and Warthog, before she turned her attention to the ridiculous luxuries that surrounded them all.

From clean air to simulated sunshine to large estates to what looked to be a real, live chicken, it never failed to make Josephine slightly envious, even if she was also well-off. She viewed the demonstration with some interest, especially at the bloody explosion that had occurred within the cardboard box, before making a disgruntled noise at Cash’s further elaboration.

A calling card?

Sounded like this nightmare was the assassinating type, just like herself. With a symbol like that spreading around, and the potency for mass murder (and how it killed free of charge) demonstrated against the mooks in the Himura family, the raven-haired woman was certainly displeased with this. Competition always irritated her.

A being that only existed in darkness and attacked when others were blind. Fast enough that even a blink was enough of an opening to completely tear apart. She left the camera-talk for Cash to explain once more, before saying, flatly, [b]“One of us has an unkillable mutt. Why not toss that in a dark room with that nightmare and seeing if we can get extended shots of it? And have you confirmed whether or not it can show up at multiple places at once?”[/b]

Knowing that newbie, Hex was probably late or lost or something. Should show up sooner or later.