Kiriyu Asuki, Cherry Grove Park
She'd left that annoying boy from school behind her, Asuki's soft tread as she slipped from tree to tree only interrupted by the occasional passer-by. And they only caused her to pause for just a moment, until they passed by. She was seen by none, ghosting through the park. The phone had told her that Judgement awaited, and yet she did not fear the Itex middle-man.
She had encountered him and his anger before. He had a taste for fear, and a good mind for punishment. He was efficient in some ways, and utterly wasteful in others. He wasn't something to be looked up to or feared. He was but someone given just a little more power than she herself was, with a little more experience.
She had no honest idea of how her indifference towards the superior was taken, but she simply didn't care. There was only one thing that they could do to her that she feared, and that they'd have to fight bitterly for. The mask would not come from her hands easily.
Stepping out, she dropped the speed and quiet, crossing the street sedately, her pose demure, nothing like the tense warrior she had been only a moment ago. How she envied the Chariot for it's ability to act how it liked without fear or embarrassment