Suki was normally a patient woman, one would have to be when often sent on missions to eliminate a person. This was no normal mission and her nerves were on edge making her patience thin. So when her ears picked up on a word, the word "appointment". Her eyes flicked to the man who had walked in, watching him in silence as the madam took him back to a room. Minutes later she was approaching Suki. "He's here and it appears there's at least one other with him. Be weary Suki, I'll keep my eye out best I can for any threats." She whispered to the girl before heading off to her duties once more, this time approaching the man's companion.
Suki didn't say a word as she stood up, her right hand subconsciously touching her right thigh to make sure the kunai she had strapped to her leg earlier was still there. It was hard to tell through the layers of fabric, but she felt the comfort of the weapon press against her leg. She knew, too, that her other weapons were hidden throughout the room in case she'd need them. Her father had warned her not to take any chances and so she'd prepared herself for a possible attack.
There was a tray waiting for her outside with hot tea and two cups on it. She gently picked it up and took a breath before walking into the room. She kept her gaze low, hiding her eyes as she often did when meeting a person she was not familiar with. It had become a subconscious thing she did as her silver eyes had frightened many superstitious folk and if this man happened to be superstitious it would not help her task of convincing him to form an alliance with her clan. So she kept her eyes subtly hidden, yet examined the man in front of her through her lashes.
He was a young man not much older than herself. He had a handsome face, though the scar on the side of his neck indicated to her he has had his fair share of fights. He was quite a bit taller than herself, though that wasn't an uncommon thing given she often was smaller than everyone. She watched closely for his reaction to her as she set the tray of tea down before sitting on some of the cushions on the floor.
"Come, sit with me young master." She purred as she began pouring some tea for the both of them. She knew she was only trying to play her part, but using the term "young master" almost made her want to gag. How did these women do it from day to day? She could not quite understand how these women could allow some men to treat them as lesser beings. She had to remind herself that women were treated very differently in her clan, that she was the abnormal one.
"We have much to discuss. You appear to have a problem arising. I believe I can help you." She continued as she held out the cup of tea to him. She was careful with her words because though she hadn't detected anyone listening in she was always extra cautious. She also didn't want to reveal too much until she could get to know this man a little more. In order to do that she needed to study him a bit more, get him speaking as well. Only then could she determine how to approach the topic. So she took a sip of her tea as she waited on him to make a move.
Suki didn't say a word as she stood up, her right hand subconsciously touching her right thigh to make sure the kunai she had strapped to her leg earlier was still there. It was hard to tell through the layers of fabric, but she felt the comfort of the weapon press against her leg. She knew, too, that her other weapons were hidden throughout the room in case she'd need them. Her father had warned her not to take any chances and so she'd prepared herself for a possible attack.
There was a tray waiting for her outside with hot tea and two cups on it. She gently picked it up and took a breath before walking into the room. She kept her gaze low, hiding her eyes as she often did when meeting a person she was not familiar with. It had become a subconscious thing she did as her silver eyes had frightened many superstitious folk and if this man happened to be superstitious it would not help her task of convincing him to form an alliance with her clan. So she kept her eyes subtly hidden, yet examined the man in front of her through her lashes.
He was a young man not much older than herself. He had a handsome face, though the scar on the side of his neck indicated to her he has had his fair share of fights. He was quite a bit taller than herself, though that wasn't an uncommon thing given she often was smaller than everyone. She watched closely for his reaction to her as she set the tray of tea down before sitting on some of the cushions on the floor.
"Come, sit with me young master." She purred as she began pouring some tea for the both of them. She knew she was only trying to play her part, but using the term "young master" almost made her want to gag. How did these women do it from day to day? She could not quite understand how these women could allow some men to treat them as lesser beings. She had to remind herself that women were treated very differently in her clan, that she was the abnormal one.
"We have much to discuss. You appear to have a problem arising. I believe I can help you." She continued as she held out the cup of tea to him. She was careful with her words because though she hadn't detected anyone listening in she was always extra cautious. She also didn't want to reveal too much until she could get to know this man a little more. In order to do that she needed to study him a bit more, get him speaking as well. Only then could she determine how to approach the topic. So she took a sip of her tea as she waited on him to make a move.