"I am going to toss them off the roof of the building. I wanna see if I can beat them to the ground."
She glared at the man who had spoken.
"This isn't a game." Snarled Osiris, "Our lives are at stake. You shouldn't be wasting your powers whenever you feel like it."
Was he even taking the mission seriously? Osiris disliked how he had talked to her, it was as if he felt superior. It was clear he was mocking the woman, and that irritated her immensely. Who was he again? Scapegoat? What kind of name was that? Osiris decided that she would not tolerate any bullshit coming from his mouth tonight.
After making sure it was spotless, the woman slipped her katana back into its sheathe and strided into the elevator, choosing to stand in the top left corner of the mechanism. Osiris waited patiently as the team entered the metallic prison and listened in to what was the Doll saying. Two guards on each elevator... That would mean a few would be there at the entrance of the penthouse. The woman watched the elevator doors shut close and felt the container slowly rising upwards. The scabbard resting on her hip brought relief in an otherwise tense situation. She knew she was prepared for whatever was awaiting them at the suite.
"Dark Star, Royal, and Scapegoat, go after the substance. Osiris, you and I will go after the target."
Osiris, once more, nodded in understanding. This Mr. Hiroshi Ito was going to have the night of his life. His last night. Serves him right, he brought it upon himself.
A sudden thought bubbled into her head. The woman whipped out her notepad and pen before scribbling something brief and ripping the page out. She placed the pad and pen back into her packet only to fish out her cigarette lighter. Osiris ignited the edge of the paper and watched, fascinated, as the flame quickly ate up the notepad page. Once it disintegrated the majority of it and started licking at her fingers, she dropped it the floor and and stamped out the fire. The woman ground it in with the heel of her boot until only a sprinkle of ash was left.
It was just in time, as the elevator stopped to a halt and a familiar sound was emitted to indicate their arrival.