Angels: Act Two

[twiststheblade]

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Yokohama.

Japan's biggest port city.

Hub of trade, export, and import.

Modern, classical, new and ancient. If a thing is new 'it was done first in Yokohama'.

It is late by the time the two bikes purr through the suburbs, heading for the heart of the financial district. Late, and the rain has stopped. The surfaces are slick with water, lights reflecting off anything and everything, a shifting kaleidoscope.

The buildings are an odd mix. Darkened office buildings, except for the odd window where a worker is up late into the night. Bars, restaurants, the odd shop, spill light and sound and smell out into the streets.

Eventually, Miho waves an arm, slows, and pulls over to the side of the road. She hops off, braces the bike, and smoothly uses her entire body-weight to lift it onto the stand. She pushes her visor up, and smiles.

"Well, this is it."

There are two buildings that stand out. One is rounded, almost like a tower, stabbing up into the night. Next to it, seperated by only a narrow alleyway, is a mirrored tower-block, curved frontage, glass elevators running up the outside of the building. It has an enourmous lobby, brightly lit, edged by small shops, and a few restaurants.

"That's the one we want," she says, pointing to the rounded building. "And this is the one I thought we could go across from."

She grins.

"Anyone for sushi?"

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[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Goldy is concentrating on the bluefin tuna chunks. She follows each delicious morsal with a sip of sake.

"Seasick, eh? How do you feel about heights?"

[the_lioness]

Alanna sniffs the sake, makes a face and opts for water instead.

"How do I feel about heights? I avoid them until I can no longer do so, and then I just don't look down."

Safety harnesses are very primitive in Tortall.

[twiststheblade]

Well, now. This could be interesting.

"Would you trust us if we said you couldn't fall?"

Miho's drinking jasmine tea. It's good. And eating gyu tataki, which had been ordered with Alanna in mind, but is really good.

[the_lioness]

Alanna's stomach does an odd little flip.

"Yes," she finally replies. "I would. If I can't trust you here, who can I trust?"

She keeps trying things, appetite suddenly voracious.

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Goldy breaks from her eating and frowns at Miho a bit.

"Let's not make any overly rash promises, sweetness," she says. "I'd love for our safety to be guaranteed, but whether she falls or not is pretty much in her own hands."

The building traverse part of the plan had been sketchy at best, basically because it couldn't be properly formulated until they got up there.

[twiststheblade]

"Not quite what I meant," she says. "The equipement is perfectly safe. You can drown in two inches of water if you're stupid enough."

She glances around the room.

"Pas d'evant les enfants, hmm?"

[the_lioness]

"I have no intention of falling," she says stubbornly.

The french is unknown, but the meaning is clear.

Sweetly, "please pass... those things. And those over there."

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Goldy quickly grabs the last of the ōtoro chunks and hoards them. Only then does she pass over the platter with an incredibly sweet smile.

"I think it's going to be fun. I haven't been abseiling in an age."

When Goldy speaks of an 'age', it could be well be a literal one.

[twiststheblade]

Sweetly, "you're both pigs."

But the gyu tataki is all hers.

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