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Ikebukuro is a place that has always been captured by gang violence, so much so that it is viewed as a normal part of day to day life here. Each gang having its own reputation and aims, making the city a kind of cinema for the civilians.
Kisa Alessandra Kisa Alessandra watched him grab the case with ease and held it out to her in his flat palms. She hesitated for a moment, suddenly unsure of herself. Thankfull Amon spoke before she did and she looked up at him. "I could,” he spoke slowly as if confused about her earlier qustion, “say the same of you. I think it is a broader condition of people, and nothing to do with you or I.” The answer was an odd one and she pretended that she hadn't heard him, her blue eyes trying to search his face, yet she saw no face. I didn't notice, she thought before squinting her eyes. All she saw were blue eyes and pale skin, nothing else. He had no facial features, yet she could somehow tell he was beautiful. It was odd. It was like he wearing someone else's face, but she couldn't see THAT person's face that he wore to hide himself. Alessandra hadn't noticed that when she saw him, and she was barely realizing that now.
Alessandra looked back down at the violin case just as a ringing began to echo through her head. A ringing that started out as the tinkles of a small bell, that grew and blossomed into a roaring so loud it thundered out everything. All she could see was a black dusty case, and... Allie moaned before taking a step back and leaning on the old car door, she motioned with her hand to Amon. "You open it. Please?" She pulled a bottle of pills out opened it and swallowed almost a dozen little white pills that would push back the pain of her migraine.
Alessandra closed her eyes as she waited for the meds to kick to in, and while waiting she thought of the violin her sister had loved more than herself. She remembered the shiny little instrument with it's f holes on both sides of the strings. The stick thing her sister called a bow. She remembered stealing it from the guy on the street and running away with the loot, just for her sister a few years back. When she had had only the red tattooes.