From a Black Dusk to a Titanium Dawn

[Kaze Dagon]

The insane movement that was the norm in Manhattan still was something that Kaze Dagon still cherished.
The people and shuttles going back and forth allowed her to be just one more.
A nameless face within many.

It gave her some comfort.

But the current assignment brought her back to reality.

Shin Taiki. Black Reaver.

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Being just one more client for this Taxi-Hover driver, Francis Kincaid Lawson the Third, a fancy name for a normal man just looking to make enough creds to feed himself and send his two todlers to school, looked at the back seat camera display.

"Very nice." He thought to himself.

"So lady, where to?"

"Hell's Kitchen District, 54th Block, Ozone." Kaze replied.

The man raised an eyebrow and looked at the back seat camera display.

"Look lady, that ain't the best of places for a dame like you to-"

Kaze looked at the camera. The man gulped as those eyes pierced him through.

"I am paying for this service. If you can't take me there, i will find who can."

Francis shrugged the fear off.

"Don't say i didn't warn you, lady."

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The Ozone Club.

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A cesspool of bad happenings. Everyone there is at the wrong place, always at the wrong time.
Cardi-addicts, dealers, prostitutes, rapists, you name it.

Every charming lifestyle is always present in there.

"Somethings do never change."
Kaze thought as she turned on the RHF Jammer, showering all cameras within a 50 meter radius with static.

After the bouncer allowed her in, her contact, a small weasel faced man, signaled her near the bar.
She sat at the seat next to her and he whispered, not to give anyone the impression that they knew eachother.

"Miss Jac-" He was cut short as he looked at her face.

"Who are ya?" James McIntosh asked, while feeling his gun, to check if it was ready.. And to re-ensure himself.

"James, James, James.. How many winds a storm has?"

McIntosh looked at the woman again. Only she could know that password.

"Miss Jackson?" He whispered.

"Who else, McIntosh? Do you see another ghost coming into town?"

McIntosh grinned and showed off his two new gold teeth.

"That color does not suit your mouth, McIntosh. Who removed the previous owners of that space?"

"Just a small brawl with the local Red Runners. Ya know. They really wanted some information."

He grabbed the glass in front of him and tasted it a little.

"I bet." Kaze said while ordering a water, and causing the bartender to look at her in disbelief.

"Do you have what i required?" She asked, after the bartender moved away.

McIntosh eyed the surroundings, and slid a piece of paper.

"It wasn't easy, but i got it. Found the ship you mentioned in one of the docking bays. I followed your man to that location. Security is tight. Private ones. Seem military, but i don't kn-"

He closed his mouth as the bartender came back.

Kaze opened the water bottle, and poured some into the glass. The bartender moved away to continue his business.

"Don't know who they are. But it's big. The whole building is secured. The man went there, not one hour ago. My boys didn't saw him leave yet." McIntosh finished his report, but still eyeing for potential troubles.

"Then time is of the essence, isn't it?" Kaze slid the paper into her pocket and lifted herself from the seat.

"You ain't gonna drink the water?"

"Like i trust anything in here, James."

The man grinned again and went back to nursing his drink.

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