Katsuya
Magical artist
- Meeto, the shop keeper -
"Black Market"
"Black Market"
"No, he isn't. He tells me he's a regular butler who's really good at his job. Ah-! Seth, there's a hole in your pocket." Serena snickered , secretly glad that she found that hole so he can fix it.
With Sen and Minnie, the sniper leaned in his hand with her cheek and looked at him. She took comfort in knowing that there's a plan with the messages. "Okay." As he got ready, young woman went over to the night stand and pulled something out from the drawer. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck, cold metal touching his collar bone and neck.
"Good luck charm. Take it off if you need to. " She muttered. She snapped the clasp of the chained necklace and there was a bullet with a familiar insignia of a heart-shaped lock as a charm. " . . . You can do this." Minnie is still worried, probably going to worry throughout the night, but she wanted to show support; even when she doesn't like the idea.
After saying their good-byes and support, Minnie gripped the contract tight and close to her chest while Serena waved as the twins left their sights. ". . ."
". . . They'll be okay."
"You don't know-"
"Yea, but I'm going to believe in the positive." Serena said, placing her hand on Minnie's shoulder. "Come on. We can have a comfort sleep-over with the Princess-!"
". . . Serena, the princess need sleep-"
"I'm sure she would love to know more about her twin sister-!" Minnie sighed, Serena's not listening. Clearly on purpose.
Meanwhile, Meeto waited for the twins, disguised as well and lead them the way to the Black market. Meeto wasn't lying when he said that finding the black market was hard. They would search every nook and cranny of the kingdom's most shadiest of places, avoiding the guards, and normal citizens who are just coming home from work. At the edge of the city is where they will find themselves surrounded by thugs, rascals, people with the shiftiest of eyes and grins that felt slimy saliva is dripping off them. There were a few tents with dim lighting, big curtains and cloth covered the entrances with voices muffled from a spell of sorts; Seth can sense it.
Meeto turned to face them, his golden eyes watching their surroundings. "Imma guessin' yus want tuh find acid, yea?"
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