RP: YSS Eucharis Secret Agents

Kyoto Tower Hotel, Restroom

Candon gritted his teeth as the chemical soaked through his skin. "You know, I'm not completely sure. We currently have a sappy little super something watching our target but I'm not sure why. She may be with them, but she might also be trying to kill them. This spy stuff is a dangerous game," Candon began, reviewing only what little he'd just learned about the thin woman he'd soaked, "you made contact with Ramanathan, did you learn anything useful about him?"

Kyoto Tower Hotel, Restroom

They're having a money meeting now and after that, business." Masumi added, "Erm, I fou— Uh, I found out he's gay, as well. I guess I didn't have to wear this dress after all." She changed her volumetrics to that of a black and white uniform for the hotel bar staff. In between outfits her body flashed nude and her sienna skin shone next to Candon's body. Soon she looked to be clothed once more and she changed her hair color to sky blue and her skin to a freckled pale cream look. She breathed in deeply then stood up more than straight.

"Now, let's get moving on your word of where and how we do that."

Kyoto Tower Hotel, Restroom

Candon was jaded to nudity as a subject, but even he had to take a moment to refocus as Masumi changed. Sharing a cabin with Oshiro Masumi was comparable to living on a nudist colony ship. While one would assume he would get used to the concept he'd never been completely capable of not looking.

"Right, so we know they're renting Penthouse 12. Our mission is to kill Ramanathan so we'll need to have this done before or after that meeting unless we're killing everyone there, which would be near impossible to cover up. I have an idea," Candon briefed, "We'll stage a murder-suicide between Ramanathan and his partner. It's a simple, classic move. My concern is with Slappy, we need to either confirm her role in this or just kill her. Thoughts?"

Kyoto Tower Hotel, Restroom

With a deadpan expression, Masumi replied. "Kill Slappy. We can't take too much time." She made sure everything was back the way it should be or in the trash. She threw a few clean napkins in to cover up the trash from some of the contents of the med kit. She tilted her head as she looked back up to Candon, "And your plan for killing her?" She positioned herself to leave the restroom at a moment's notice and pointed her shoulder for Candon to do the same.

Kyoto Tower Hotel, Restroom

"Well, I can't get blood on my suit so with any luck I'll have you do it, my neko days are over," he answered on the way out, "It's time I let the women do the heavy lifting."


Kyoto Tower Hotel, Third Sublevel, Service Elevator Entrance

In the dimly lit storage room three floors underground Candon and Masumi pried open the doors to the service elevator. Neither was concerned about the security footage and Candon's SAINT-issued holographic wristwatch had been remotely hacking the security system of the building to post edit the pair of assassins from the security recordings. While this action would require previous modification to the hotel's surveillance software the simulation ran under the condition that this had already taken place beforehand.

Within the elevator shaft stood four sets of rails, between which the gravitationally-propelled, high-speed elevator cars were kept centered, that spanned from the subfloors to the roof. Four cars traversed this shaft and would be in service as the two agents ascended to the appropriate floor.


"Alright, the trick with these elevators is to make sure your lane is clear. They travel around two hundred kilometers an hour," Candon would start to peek as the elevator car rushed downwards, "go, go, go!" Candon leapt into the shaft ascending as quickly as he possibly could, watching to see which of the other three lanes might be open for when they needed to change lanes.
What could possibly go wrong?

Kyoto Tower Hotel, Third Sublevel, Service Elevator Entrance

Masumi gripped her fingers into the palm of her fist tightly, clenching her knuckles, as she listened to the instructions and then was right behind Candon as he made a leap of faith. She sprung into the air and ascended behind him, traveling at a steady pace that could match the cars. As she was in the lane next to Candon she unintentionally brushed her hand against his and as the press of skin on skin made her feel a jolt and her hand instinctively gripped his for a moment before letting go and nearly shouted at him as she noticed another descending car.

"The car! Right lane is clear, though!"