It was late at night, now the next day? Wait no, same day since I technically went to sleep at 5, but it doesn't matter now. The clock was creeping toward midnight, meaning it was time to do something about the info given so graciously by the bird dealer guy, so kind. So kind indeed
The intel wasn't as great as I hoped. No pinpoint on Overhaul's main base just a few side ones, which was a bit of a letdown. But what it did have was a ton of information on a secret underground ring overhaul that was deeply involved in, the one that I think was shown in the anime? Dunno. Apparently, this was the place he scouted (kidnapped, no one willingly goes with his ass) his... talents out. Plus, the notes came with a neat little schedule of his past appearances there.
So all I needed to do was cross-reference the dates and times, figure out when he typically showed up, and be there to greet him. Simplest shit on the planet. and, the good thing for my impatient ass was one of those times was just before midnight, and guess what, it's 11:30 which I think counts as just before midnight.
But, obviously, I can't waltz in as a literal 15-year-old girl. Even if I have a mask on, So, obviously a little transformation was in order.
And you see, while playing around with a few things earlier today, I figured out that, by analyzing something closely, I can recreate it with exact precision. An example being, scanning a block of cheese, then quickly turning the air around me into an exact copy of the exact same block of cheese.
Best thing about it though, was that it also includes people.
So now? I look like a random 45-year-old dude with bulging muscles and a face that screams I will eat you alive Perfect, nothing would ever find me out now. Really, no sarcasm this time. It was, no it IS perfect
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When I arrived, it was immediately clear that this place wasn't your run-of-the-mill "beat people up" place, like most are. The building was on the larger side, with a sleek, upscale vibe that screamed "Rich fucks live here".
With expensive cars rolling up one after another, dropping off people who looked like they were either obscenely rich, incredibly dangerous, or both. It was definitely more legal-looking than I was told.
Standing guard at the doors were two bouncers decked out in sharp black suits. Now, if I were a normal 15-year-old girl, I probably wouldn't think of going near, but I'm not. I'm '45' so, ignoring all the pretty ladies. . . as tempting as it is - especially the real-life cat girl, might return to that - I quickly maneuvered around them without a second glance. Tempting as it was to stop and indulge my curiosity in these new... girls. I had more fun things to do.
As I approached, the guards didn't even flinch. Just as I'd expected, they were clearly underpaid and uninterested in questioning anyone who looked like they fit the part. the he looks good enough glance was shed on me as I slipped past them, entering the building.
Pushing past the fancy doors and into the fancy lobby, I looked around in a quick glance before heading straight for the elevator. as I instantly felt there was an entire underground section filled with people, most likely where the illegal shit happened.
I pressed the call button and waited, the hum of muffled chatter and soft background music reaching my ears, it was normal white noise I would typically ignore but...
to my side, I caught a noise - a distinct, unmistakable sound. Against my better judgment, I glanced over. And there, in full view, were two women in the middle of a heated makeout session, completely unbothered by their surroundings, and for a second I couldn't tell if they would just straight up strip and do it there
now, i was a gentleman. So, of course, I wouldn't just stare at them... but also, a part of me, the brain-dead monkey inside that wanted out. The intrusive thought of it would be pretty funny if ya pulled out a bucket of popcooooorn~ it tried to entice me with a very enticing offer but no, no matter how... interesting the kissing was. I had a mission. And that was to stare at this elevator and wait for this goddamn elevator. Ok jesus christ why was it taking so goddamn lo-Ding nevermind, it's here.
The doors slid open, and I stepped inside, pressing the lowest button on the panel. The ride down was quiet, the faint hum of the elevator being the only noises - besides the distant women-on-women noises, like damn - to accompany my travel down.
ngl got lazy here
ah, the underworld I thought as the elevator stopped, doors opening and leaving me to see the sight of a large hall, with music loudly playing, and a fighting ring to the side. Box? Cage? Something, the place where the quirked battles happened.
I stepped out, the elevator doors sliding shut behind me. My gaze swept across the room, scanning for my target, but it seemed I was early. Overhaul wasn't here yet.
guess I gotta wait and now with time to kill, I scoped out a seat with a great view of the ongoing match in the cage. As I settled in, I leaned back, observing the chaos before me.
A/N - yeah, um you see. i have a perfectly good reason for the short and crappy chapter. I found out a cool game gots its full release (miside, very good. psychological horror.) and i may or may not have took the entire night to 100% completing it. whoops. anyway, next chap prob better. next chap for sure eri.