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ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

Mitsunari didn't really falter or hesitate at the name, carefully going through his files before he pulled one out. He shut the cabinet and turned toward her, "What did you want to know?"
 
“The gang he ran with, he still with them? What’s his job too, if you could.” She asked, watching him handle the file.
 
Mitsunari flipped it open and began trying to read it over before getting annoyed and bringing it inches from his nose.
"Drugs, mostly," he replied, "arms smuggling, prostitution. Same jacket as before."
 
She frowned softly at that, drumming her fingers lightly as she made a noise. “How important is he? Still just a cleaner?”
 
"No, seems he's worked his way up the ranks since you dealt with him last." He replied before setting the file down gently, "What's going on, Amaya?"
 
It was as bad as she had feared, letting out a soft groan, glancing to the door briefly, but she didn’t hear anyone nearby. “Had a run in with Franco last night that didn’t end so well, the group is laying low for a while until things cool off.”
 
“It’s fine, I don’t intend on fighting anyone. We’ve got it handled.” Amaya said. “Unless you wanna supply a case of beer or two? We won’t be able to go to any bars for a while.” She joked.
 
"I don't really keep booze on hand here, you know that.." He replied with a frown, "I'll keep my eyes on things for you, if that will help some?"
 
“Send anything you find our way if you will, thanks.” She nodded. “Don’t worry so much, people like him can be replaced easily after all.” She said, but it didn’t make her feel any better. “I gotta go, can’t stay out too long.” She said as she stood.
 
“Thanks, Mitsunari, really.” Amaya said softly before heading for the door, putting her hat and hood back on.
 
Amaya unlocked the front door and stepped inside, closing the door behind her. “Hey, something happen?” She frowned, worried at his anxious look.
 
Amaya let out a heavy sigh, regret eating at her. “He’s climbed a few ranks.” She said reluctantly.
 
“What’s the plan? Maybe I should lay low at the guild for a while?” Amaya said, a soft frown on her face.
 
She smiled and nodded. “Got it, boss. Guess we’re stuck playing cards here for a while.” She teased.
 
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