[Someone had to be planning something. Mamoru was singled out for his social skills and charisma; the equivalent on her team would have been Kiyomi. As much as it might have annoyed her to see him even pretending to go on a date with anyone else, she was the obvious choice. Perhaps their past was taken into account. With the success of the mission in mind, a pair who knew each other was more likely to be able to act natural and avoid discovery the longest. ]
Kiyomi was still of course involved. Her and Sakari were ground support while Ariga and Mamiya were long-range. Kiyomi and Hijiri had been the ones who prepared her for this mission. Making sure that she would pass effortlessly for the daughter of a rich business executive. She hadn't even really bothered to look at her own reflection as they were in a hurry. But she was assured by her peers at least that she looked good.
Part of her was a little self-conscious about it. Femininity not being her strong point, she just hoped that she really would be able to do the mission right.
Her dress was thankfully not as impractical as she had feared. It was a sleeveless black gown with rows ow cascading swarovski crystals all down the front like a spattering of stars. The light springing fabric fell down to her ankles for good reason as she had two knives in thigh holsters concealed by a slip. Her high-heels also concealed a vial of a knock out drug and a vial of poison respectively in each heel. Only to be used in the most dire of circumstances. Both of them had the usual surveillance gear, and Mamoru with his convenient pockets also had the objects they would use to complete their mission.
He was standing at the door to the venue just as planned. Looking just nervous enough that is somehow put her at ease.] Sorry to keep you waiting, [She said, tapping him lightly on the shoulder. She gave him what she thought to be a normal smile, but given her toboyish nature, the power of carefully-applied makeup didn't exactly cross her mind. ]
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Kiyomi was still of course involved. Her and Sakari were ground support while Ariga and Mamiya were long-range. Kiyomi and Hijiri had been the ones who prepared her for this mission. Making sure that she would pass effortlessly for the daughter of a rich business executive. She hadn't even really bothered to look at her own reflection as they were in a hurry. But she was assured by her peers at least that she looked good.
Part of her was a little self-conscious about it. Femininity not being her strong point, she just hoped that she really would be able to do the mission right.
Her dress was thankfully not as impractical as she had feared. It was a sleeveless black gown with rows ow cascading swarovski crystals all down the front like a spattering of stars. The light springing fabric fell down to her ankles for good reason as she had two knives in thigh holsters concealed by a slip. Her high-heels also concealed a vial of a knock out drug and a vial of poison respectively in each heel. Only to be used in the most dire of circumstances. Both of them had the usual surveillance gear, and Mamoru with his convenient pockets also had the objects they would use to complete their mission.
He was standing at the door to the venue just as planned. Looking just nervous enough that is somehow put her at ease.]
Sorry to keep you waiting, [She said, tapping him lightly on the shoulder. She gave him what she thought to be a normal smile, but given her toboyish nature, the power of carefully-applied makeup didn't exactly cross her mind. ]