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"It seems easier and safer to avoid risk than to take creative chances and let your mind roam free."
San followed him; the man was something else that was for sure. Tall and burly, though he walked with such a casual air that had no sense of refinement, almost as though he didn't care. San on the other hand, was light, her walk graceful. The two were stark opposites and the thought almost made her smile. His partner appeared quickly, introducing himself with a name that sounded like the sound dolphins made. "Roman, it's a pleasure to meet you." San held out her hand to shake, as she thought was the polite thing to do. "I'm Tsukuyomi, but most know me by San." The moon God of the Shinto religion. San didn't think she was anywhere near deserving of the title of a worshiped entity, but apparently, that's what she was.
His appearance was much like the other Mayan brother in the respect that he was tall and burly, but the similarities ended there. Their hair colors alone were night and day, black and blonde. One had both eyes, the other wore a patch, perhaps having a scar or injury that afflicted him. Whatever the case, San couldn't help wondering if his depth perception was off. Could he complete missions well with one eye? San thought, then realized that was rude and shook her head.
San heard Sirius tell Roman that she was an interesting girl. Quite frankly, the female wasn't sure how to take that. Had he meant it in a positive or negative sense? How could he determine such a thing just by exchanging three or four short words? Unless he was referring to her odd colored hair and eyes... Self consciously, San looked down. She was used to the teasing of course, but it never ceased to make her feel uncomfortable. San wasn't ashamed, no, nothing of the sort. She just didn't like the stares and whispers that her looks often received. It wasn't as though she could help looking like this. San had tried everything from dye to contacts, but contacts hurt her eyes and for some reason the dye never lasted. While some frowned upon it, others praised San for her edgy appearance before she told them that it was natural and she had no hand in turning herself into a two parted freak.
"Have you been briefed on the mission?" San questioned, deciding to take her mind off of things and focus on what she was supposed to be doing.