Beating Heart [christian7_41king and Sigr]

[Sigr]

Tanikaze Aika was awaiting on the international area of the Haneda airport, under a small sign that pointed in a dozen languages that she was a guide for anyone reaching Tokyo for the first time. She wasn't very happy, but she tried her best to smile and look approachable so no one could say that she wasn't making her best effort. The truth was that she didn't want to be there, nor asked for such a job, but it was something she had to do unless she preferred to be charged with contempt and spend a couple months in prison. It was just the result of a particularly bad break, since catching your boyfriend with another girl was something no one would want. Aika had ended up drinking too much, then taking her car and crashing it against a traffic light. Sure, it was just material damage and she didn't even get a bump or a small bruise, but the judge seemingly wanted her to learn the lesson.

So there she was, doing some community service as a guide to avoid a huge fine and prison. Well, she had experience having bounced from job to job in the service industry, but she had never been a guide. Well, she could point the foreigners where the things were, and her English was excellent thanks to another one of her exes, but still. She brushed her short black hair and looked around with her bright brown eyes, it seemed that it was going to be a calm morning since almost no one approached her even if the airport was as crazy as always. Luckily it was her last day, but after that she would have to find a job, since the rent wasn't paying itself. She needed something that paid well, Aika was tired of being always short on cash, but what would that job be?

The twenty four year old woman sighed, it wasn't such thing. She got her hands off the pockets of her black pants and fanned herself a little bit with one of the maps she had on a small table, moving her white blouse around. It was a specially warm month of July, something that wasn't doing much to lift her spirits.

 

[christian7_41king]

Alex's plane had just touched down at the airport, he stretched and with the other passengers proceeded to exit the plane that had flown him from America. He knew not what he was running from and there were holes in his memory but he knew he couldn't go to a doctor. Alex wasn't human though he wasn't totally aware of that fact. He was a prototype designed to replace soldiers and assassins on black ops mission. there were other prototypes but he was the one they planned on basing everything else moving forward. Their final field test didn't go as planned and Alex escaped, Though they considered it a success now they needed to find him.


Alex was in Japan and began looking for something but what? Then he saw the sign for a guide and a young woman standing there. He started walking towards her, his short brown hair and sharp features and His body made him look average. He wore a suit and carried a briefcase with all his money and a passport. He had a wallet with his fake id and some extra cash he was given during the test. He would use her to show him around and make it seem he was tourist, that would buy some time to plan his next move and to find someone to help him. a crane and a saint of death. Alex knew not what to do with those to words but he knew he had to find them before his pursuers did.

 

[Sigr]

"Welcome to Japan, how can I help you with?" Aika greeted and asked the young man in front of her. He looked like another businessman, his suit a bit off due to the trip, always busy, always on the run. He probably needed indications to get a taxi to the city, maybe exchange his euros or dollars or what have you, or anything as dull as that. Ah, she wanted to leave so bad, tired of being an interactive sign post. She certainly was planning for the night, once things were done, maybe she could find some kind of sugar daddy for a while, just until she managed to get a decent job.

"My name is Aika, don't be embarrassed to ask, this place is so big that even I get lost sometimes" she added, managing to paint a smile on her face. It was a lie, but she was good at it and people normally felt more inclined to ask for directions if she admitted that the place was complicated to navigate even for herself. Now that she had taken a good look at him, he was cuter than the usual suit that passed through there, and younger too.