[color=6ecff6][b]SOU MIYANE[/b][/color] - Central District: Takamagahara
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[b]“<<Morning, Miyane-ssi. Slept well?>>”[/b]

She'd stopped finding his greasy pretension endearing a long time ago.

[color=6ecff6]"<<It was shit.>>"[/color] She spoke simply. [color=6ecff6]"<<Building got locked down.>>"[/color]

There was a bark of laughter on the other end. [b]"<<Unflappable as ever, huh? Anything explode?>>"[/b]

[color=6ecff6]"<<No, it was just some... some idiot on the floor above pounding away at something.>>"[/color]

Miyane sighed.

[color=6ecff6]"<<Like when you lived with Chanhyuk, and the bastard never put the soundproofing in his practice room like he said he would.>>"[/color]

[b]"<<Not so spotless after all, hm? Was beginning to think Ohta was a robot.>>"[/b]

A creeping satisfaction tilted the corner of her lips upwards.

[color=6ecff6]"<<Hey, you could still learn a thing or two from him.>>"[/color]

[b]"<<Father Crime doesn't mesh with cardboard landlord, I'd say.>>"[/b]

Miyane giggled. [color=6ecff6]"<<What are you doing now?>>"[/color]

[b]"<<Hanging with a friend. Shoot got cancelled today due to some electronic shit.>>"[/b]

What was with all the electronics going haywire recently? [color=6ecff6]"<<Do I know them?>>"[/color]

[b]"<<Wanna find out?>>"[/b]

[color=6ecff6]"<<Sure. Need to kill time before Miori comes over.>>"[/color] She glanced at the Okinawan. [color=6ecff6]"<<Though we'll likely have to find a restaurant somewhere.>>"[/color]

The Okinawan guard noticed her glance and smiled back.

[b]"<<Mm, just head on over here. I know a place that does good delivery.>>"[/b] The smirk could practically be heard in Daehyun's voice. [b]"<<Even if they have terrible naming sense.>>"[/b]

[color=6ecff6]"<<Why, what is it?>>"[/color]

[b]"<<Peaceful Lung Fat.>>" [/b]

[color=6ecff6]"<<Jesus.>>"[/color]

[b]"<<Chinese ex-pats,>>"[/b] Daehyun said, by way of explanation. [b]"<<Their Sichuan chicken's something else though.>>"[/b]

[color=6ecff6]"<<Mm.>>"[/color] Daehyun always liked the weird ones. [color=6ecff6]"<<Okay, I'll tell Miori. Send me where you are now.>>"[/color]

His friend was going to do a stage at that big live house, Galaxy. Not her kind of scene, too heavy. The types that performed there - all underground and metal - didn't hold much regard for idols, and Miyane had no obligation to sway people who refused to acknowledge how much of herself she gave to the industry, prim and plastic as it was. The surrounding neighbourhood wasn't much to draw her in either. 

Miyane frowned. Daehyun always liked the weird ones.

Whatever. If she was going to have to deal with civilians there...

She felt the unimpressed stare click into place.

The Okinawan paused her train of thought to hustle forward and open the door to the cab. Unmoved as she was, he was acknowledged with a slight nod from the pop star.

[color=6ecff6]"Thank you..."[/color] Miyane trailed, [color=6ecff6]"I apologise, what is your name?"[/color]

[b]"Taira Asahi, Sou-san."[/b]

[color=6ecff6]"Thank you, Taira-san."[/color]

Polite, but clean and detached. Miyane stepped into the vehicle and let the veneer of 8team's Ice Princess settle over her as the cab trundled forward.