The fresh smell of beef and chicken fills the cafeteria area. Three rows of benches fill the room and many of the men look ruff and intimidating. Few make jokes while others keep to themselves. One nearly brawls with another merc and fight onto the table and the surrounding men cheer for them to fight. One man with semi long hair looks over into the dining area above them on a balcony in disgust. His attire is unusual to the others as he bears a cloak and a sophisticated greenish grey shirt. As almost if he was some sort of noble.
As he takes in the awful behavior one last time he goes into a doorway at the very end of the balcony. Taking his cloaked hood down he looks to his left and sees two sets of leather chairs near a fireplace. In the chair sits a muscular man leaning to his side as he rests his left hand against his head. his clothes are loose but can instantly tell that he was no stranger to combat. He wore a red encrusted ring in his middle finger on the hand he was leaning. He had a short slicked back hairstyle. The mysterious man in the chair ignored the cloaked man and continued to stare into the fireplace.
Just before the cloaked man was about to speak, he sees a petite woman standing at five feet and four inches wearing a pink oversize sweater that droops over her hands making her look childish. Wearing black cargo pants and military style boots shows the mix match of her color scheme. The more prominent stand on her outfit was the white porcelain mask. The design of her mask showed a cat's smiling face with the eyes closed as if she was happy nonstop, almost resembling a kitsune mask. She towers over the muscular man in his cushion with her arms resting on top of the chair. She stares back into the cloaked man with that chilling masked smile.
"Aww what brings you out here Santos?" As the masked woman cheerfully giggles.
The cloaked man Santos looks at her with great discomfort. "Ah, hello miss Frida, I trust you're enjoying your stay by his side as usual?"
"Aww don't be such a stick in the mud, you know you can't resist my womanly charms, can you?" As she skips towards Santos and rests her hands and head onto his chest. Santos is now uncomfortable as he stands awkwardly. The only visible feature that Santos can see is the deep black color hair in a ponytail. He knows she's human, but her aura is frightening. He can't help but to shutter every time he sees her.
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"Ahem, as I was saying, we have a very bad situation sir." As he gently pushes Frida away. The man sitting in the chair glances slightly to his side to respond. "What is it Santos? Is it that urgent?"
"Yes sir it is. Our outpost in the region of Bumush, our product was taken."
"What? What the hell were the guards doing? How did they manage to let them all escape?" His tone turned to annoyance. "They're... all dead sir, and also the little girl is nowhere to be found as well, sadly." The Mysterious leader looks at Santos with such disdain. He rubs his face and stands up to look out the window into the dining hall. "Thank you, Santos, for telling me this. I'll take it from here." Santos bows and excuses himself out.
"Bye snookums!" As Frida is laying upside down on a desk playfully kicking her feet up and down slowly. Santos gives another uncomfortable look before exiting. Frida looks at the leader still upside down. "What's your next move umaboo?"
"It's Touma, stop calling me umaboo." He's irritated but still lets her be. "Aww c'mon umaboo, you know you can't just ignore cute little old me." Suddenly she is right behind Touma curiously leaning towards him, he's unphased by her quick movements. "Oh, Oh, Oh! I know let me do this one! I can find the people who took the adorable demis away!" Jumping up and down carelessly. Touma grunts dissatisfy of her proposal. "Pleeeease, it'll be so fun, pretty, pretty please!" She is now dangling from the six-foot-tall man's shoulders in a small tantrum.
"Ugh, fine. Find out who did this, assess if the group we're facing is troublesome. But come back once you have enough information, understand?" Giving a stern command still with his back towards her.
"Hooray! Oh this is going to be so exciting; I can't wait to meet the ones dumb enough to exploit us!" Touma doesn't move from the window looking over his hungry men. Now Frida is directly next to his ear and whispers in a very seductive tone. "Don't worry, I'll be back with all the info you need. This is only a small hiccup in the road darling. I promise you; you will get everything you desire and more. Muah." She gently touches his cheek with her mask making a kiss sound. Touma shows no emotion and continues to stare out. She happily skips towards the windowsill and hums an ominous tune. As she stands on top of the windowsill, she waves goodbye with only her fingers and gleefully giggles. Without hesitation she falls backwards out the window still giggling. All Touma did was look at her still giving that emotionless stare.