Dasuke sighed softly as she ran a hand through her black hair. Her eyes were just as dark as she sat down inside of a cafe. A cup of tea sat steaming between her hands. She lived off small jobs here and there, not having yet quite made a name for herself. Though this was only the beginning and it was better than having stayed on he streets starving truthfully. She had sent a note to an old family friend, notifying them to meet her here and in all truth she was glad she sat at the very back of the place. It shrouded her in shadows in the eve of the fading sun, but yet she still had a perfect view of the door from where she was.

Dasuke, you would make a perfect corrupt agent looking at the entance and exit door at the same time. In order to do that you need to be seated on a flanked position...

Sitting on the porch of an abandoned home, _Bodica gazed up towards the sky, watching the clouds roll in..Perfect she thought, as drizzle landed on her skin. A breeze blew her dark hair into her eyes, obscuring the figure that approached. He stopped a moment and a bit crankly dropped a note into her lap, then without a word started walking again. After reading the contents, _Bodica stood and began walking uptown. She didn't mind the rain really, and let it wash the dust and grime from the smoke tinted air from her skin. Looking around she noticed it seemed eirly quiet. no shots rung out, no birds chirping in the trees. A lone car made its way up the uneven road, unable to avoid the debries that littered the ground in places, and further up were a couple bodies which the undertaker was a bit late in collecting. It seemed the norm lately. Finally the coffee shop came into view where she was to meet her friend. _Bodica pulled open the door, stepped inside and waited a moment while her eyes adjusted to the darkness..She saw her friend sitting at a table in the back and headed over after ordering a cup of hot coffee..

While waiting for her friend to show up, Das simple drank her tea, having just enough money leftover to order herself a simple pastry. Nibbling at small pieces of the treat while she sipped at the hot tea. It wasn't long until she head someone enter the otherwise empty Cafe. "You got my message." Her voice was quiet but carried well enough it shouldn't have been too hard to hear her words. She had paused in eating as she watched the person, only drinking small bits of her tea. Her eyes were watching like hawks as she stared at the woman coming closer.