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Darius Zhu

Typical. Completely typical. Of course the Junsya were planning on attacking a bank truck to get money. Why wouldn't they? Everyone wanted and needed money - he himself certainly wasn't exempt from this statement - and criminals such as the Junsya would certainly use any and all means to get it. He should have foreseen this himself. Hell, a blind man probably could have seen this coming.

He took the package of video tapes and pictures from Chen, opening a drawer of his desk and putting the package in it. There was a quite click as the drawer locked and reset the traps once he closed it. If anyone other than he tried to open the drawer, everything inside of it would be destroyed. After all, it wouldn't do his reputation any good if people were to find out that he employed spies. Most people assumed he did, of course, but there was never any proof, and therefore nothing to tarnish his reputation.

His left eyebrow raised up slightly as Rune was handed the package. "What, Chen, no gift for me?" Although his tone of voice and blank facial expression did not betray anything, it almost seemed that Darius was trying to make a joke. Of course, that wasn't possible, was it? "As for you, do you really think the floor would do your leg any good," he said to Rune, grabbing him underneath his arms and pulling him onto his lap, almost as if Rune was a very over-sized cat.

"You're free to leave," he told Chen. "If you see your darling sister, can you please tell her to come here? I want to see what the new dress I bought for her looks like."

He wrapped his arms around Rune, leaning his head on the male's shoulder, his long hair getting trapped underneath his jaw. Darius pulled a sheet of paperwork towards himself on the desk, and picked up a pen, beginning to fill it out. It was something boring about a some company or other getting started up and needing to build an office. Darius really hated filling out any sort of paperwork relating to construction of assorted buildings, but that was what had been assigned for him to do by the city council.

Aurel Marko

"Yes, mi'lady." Aurel gave a slight bow to Nyth, before turning around and exiting the room, softly closing the door behind him. The hallways seemed unusually empty, with barely a person in them. Normally, they were bustling with activity, especially on weekdays such as today. Perhaps the recent scare the Junsya had given the citizens was the cause of this lack of activity.

His footsteps were annoyingly loud. Each one seemed to echo off of the walls of the empty hallway, even though he knew they really weren't that loud. Or, were they? Perhaps they were, and his mind was lying to him about them not being loud even though they sounded like it.

No. He bit down harshly on his lip, the metallic taste of blood once again on his tongue. Nyth did not like it when he thought about things so much, so he had to stop. After all, annoying Nyth was not something he wanted to do.

Thankfully, he quickly found a distraction, rounding the corner of the hallway. There were two females standing there, one who was more than a foot shorter than him, and the other who was slightly taller, about nine inches shorter than him. The shortest one he recognized, as he should have, for it was Ming Zhi Wu. The other one he did not recognize; she seemed to be fairly young, and rather lost.

"Hello," he murmured, approaching the two females. "Is there anything I can help either of you with?"