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[img]https://i.ibb.co/rtvdswm/divider-line-02.png[/img]“In a few moments” turned out to be quite literal on Mako’s part. No sooner had she announced the intention of the meeting did the leader of Japan’s DHA branch show up. In stepped a man who looked just as dead as Mako and just as exhausted in the eyes too. Or maybe it was merely age that plagued his bones so late at night. Regardless, those of the Japanese Branch would instantly recognize the one in charge, [url=https://i.imgur.com/zf1iRKB.png]Headhunter Shindou[/url]. [color=cadetblue]“It’s late and you’re all tired, so I’ll get right to the point.”[/color]

He spied the room, noting some hunters were already missing. Oh well, it’s not like information couldn’t be spread for what would be said, especially with their current staff in the base and Sonchiku’s speed. [color=cadetblue]“It’s exactly as Mako said. You’re being placed into teams due to the high number of hunters sent out on request. Many of you filed in complaints about the lack of coordination tonight. This was somewhat intentional,”[/color] Shindou yawned. [color=cadetblue]“We wanted to see how well you all could get along with your foreign partners. At the same time, we weren’t sure what kind of variables were at play to send Youkai into such a frenzy. Given the unknown nature of the now known black rocks, we strived on the premise of caution over expense.”[/color]

A moment was spared for the Headhunter to rub at his eyes briefly, some replacement for a yawn. [color=cadetblue]“Thanks to Kazemitsu we can study what the black rocks are. However, the dysfunctional behavior of your work will no longer be a problem. Your new teams will be spearheaded by a senior hunter in the Japanese branch.[/color]” Shindou dug a hand into his coat pockets, fishing around until he eventually produced a small slip of paper before noting Kazemitsu’s smoking. [color=cadetblue]“It’s best you refer to her by name instead of “Feather Lady” because you’ll be placed under Beniha’s command, Kazemitsu. Same goes for Adam and Da-Xia whenever she bothers to show up. Mai, you’ll be under Hoshio with Maria and Mizuki. Relay that information to them. That’s all until your next assigned hunting tasks.”[/color]

Shindou was already walking off and away while the others could get adjusted to their newfound revelation. Mingle with their teammates or sleep; whatever the case, the night was theirs and free for them to do with it as they pleased. The arrival of the black rocks no doubt implied a new wild factor that would be present in missions from now on anyway so it was better to get acquainted with people sooner or later. A similar case was playing out opposite Siracha Town in the so mentioned “Humaneaters Anonymous” bar. The eye-patched girl chuckled from the scene taking place in front of her.  

[color=gold]“Nice one,”[/color] she mused as Shika swiftly transformed herself right before the blatant human in the group walked into the bar. A hand outstretched itself to catch the cold mug Rufus, now bartender, tossed out. [color=gold]“Welcome, welcome new timers. Here at Humaneaters Anonymous we don’t discriminate so long as you praise the Hand of Manos,”[/color] she said smoothly, playing along to the tale Shika spun. It was hard not to acknowledge the elephant in the room though, but funnily that problem strolled itself proudly without hesitation. [color=gold]“Beniha? Never heard of her. But you can call me the Envoy,”[/color] the new girl told Da-Xia with a swig of her drink.

[color=gold]“Oh, I’m sure you wouldn’t have heard of a group like ours. Human perception of how the supernatural works can be so skewered sometimes, but hey, it’s not far out the realm of possibility right? For example, I can say just the same of a human being friends with a ghost~”[/color] The Envoy gave a smirk to Hanako’s display, flicking her one eye from Da-Xia to her and back. Her lips were covered in leftover froth from the drink, licked away quickly. Or maybe it was meant for the new girl standing alone in the corner. [color=gold]“Not much of a party-goer, are you?”[/color] she asked, uncaring if she was given an answer.

[color=gold]“Now then, everyone rub the good Hand of Manos? Good~ We can begin our monthly meeting, plus one human. Our first notion: What do we do about the plus one human~?”[/color]
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