A Strange Night In Tokyo

[Helix]

This was, by far, the most oddest thing Helix had to do for a job. Normally, she just killed people or entertained men before killing them later, but now was different. Now she had to entertain men in an odd fashion, then maybe kill them later. Her body was coated in a kimono robe that displayed beautiful sakura petals that flowed in the wind. The silk was sewed so wonderfully together that the petals almost looked alive. Covering Helix's face was milky white paint. Her lips were colored deep red, and her eye lids looked as colorful as a toad. She was dressed as the role she would play tonight, a Japanese Geisha.

The face paint and the dress were not the odd part, however. What was odd was what she would be doing, dancing in a form that did not involve shaking every part of her body. Helix would play a respectable role and dance like that of a true lady. Her whole objective was to entertain, but not in the way of a stripper. Being the chaotic, fun loving woman that she was, Helix found that boring, but decided to go with the act anyways. After all, some fun was to be had since her boss would be involved in this role as well. In fact, it was her idea to dress up as two respectful entertainers just so they could get one objective: A Sphinx tongue.

Somehow, some supernatural punk gained this item piece as a trophy. Some say that he bought it, others say that he killed a sphinx for it. Helix believes none of these stories, claiming constantly that the item is fake. Nevertheless, the chances of that sphinx tongue being real are high, and its constant display would probably call forth many individuals to steal it. Before it could fall into truly wrong hands, Helix and Marisa planned to take it themselves and store it away. After collecting some data, Helix found that their target was a Japanese werewolf that ran a werebeast gang. He was very rich, so he could probably afford to attain a sphinx tongue from some shady black market if he wanted to. He could also probably hire someone to find and kill a sphinx for him if he wanted to.

Getting to him was a problem, and stealing from him was an even bigger one. Luckily for Helix and Marisa, the man took a liking to Geisha, and often hired them for exclusive parties and other events. He also always displayed the sphinx tongue on a mantle above his main living room. There were many complications to this plan Helix and Marisa made, but the one they focused on now was getting inside.

After pulling some strings, Helix's friend had managed to connect them to a geisha business. They were supposed to be starting as apprentices, but Helix's influences allowed them to be bumped up to dancers. Their job was to talk with the men and keep them company, which wasn't very hard considering the amount of testosterone these men showed, but their main goal was to slip from the group and take that tongue.

Their setting was a giant mansion that only billionaires could afford. Helix was in a changing room now, going over all the information she recently collected. Helix and Marisa were taught some interesting dance moves for the main show. After the show would be when the one on one entertainment happened. Helix and Marisa were to stick together through their job, and when the opportunity showed, slip away and become thieves. The mystic's face paint and kimono were perfectly prepared, and now all she was waiting for was Marisa. When Marisa was ready, they would go out into the crowd of people for this party their target decided to throw, and they would perform.

[Marisa Hazel]

The sphinx’s tongue. A valuable object, especially to the Antitheists. The more the merrier, for they created portals to the land of the Gods. The land in which their enemies laid. The group had a few tongues, but having more portals was essential to a strategic assault. However, considering how rare they were, the Antitheists had resorted to stealing it from others. The asking price for the object was much more than Marisa was willing to pay, when that money could be spent on weapons, training, and food for her people.

Helix had been pursuing a case about a Sphinx tongue the group had heard about, and it seems her agent had found it. Marisa was in need of some exercise, and having been in the area, decided she would accompany Helix on this mission.

Marisa’s face was changed. Not only because of the makeup coating it, but because of her natural ability to change. They had, of course, researched the target, so Marisa had made her face into one she knew would be appealing to the target, as to distract him while Helix grabbed the tongue.

Aiko would be Marisa’s name for this mission. She gently stroked the silk of her dark green kimono, admiring the dragon that crawled up the side.

“The Flower and Willow World,” Marisa said to Helix. “Is where we are now. Geishas train for years. Even with our brief training, we will stick out like sore thumbs if we perform. It is best to avoid that if we can. Especially you, being the only non-Asian here.”

[Helix]

Marisa always looked perfect, even when she was someone else. Her sense of endless beauty made Helix jealous. Her body, this time, was morphed to represent an Asian. She perfectly fitted in with her environment, so much to the point that Helix barely recognized her. 

When Marisa mentioned that they couldn't preform, the Mystic thought on this a little. "You're right," Helix conceded after a moment of thought. "And here I was, hoping to go out there and shake what my momma gave me." The Mystic let out a laughed. "What do you suggest we do then, boss? I could lure some guards, kill them, and control them; or, I could keep a good lookout while you go for the tongue."

Next to Helix was a red curtain that led to the main party which took place outside. Behind the mansion was a giant plain, large enough to house a farm. There were chairs and tables set up, people conversing, and a large platform in the center which served as a thrust stage. Other performers instead of Geisha were performing. Although, the Geisha were ordered to give private dances to a select few of people, after their first main dance on the stage, unlike the other performers. 

It was easy to avoid the first performance by hiding inside the dress room; however, the second part of their 'job' required 1 on 1 entertainment. The ideal plan would be to sneak inside, get the tongue, then get out. A good zombie slave could make that possible, but Helix wondered if killing someone was a good thing. The Mystic didn't mind killing, she actually found it thrilling, but whatever happened was her bosses choice, not her's.

[Marisa Hazel]

Helix agreed with Marisa, making the lovely Asian smirk. She resisted the childish urge to say Of course I’m right and opened and closed her fan a few times, thinking it over. “This is going to mostly be on the fly, we won’t know what the customers will request, but we will do the best we can. I can easily sneak around, as a fly or something. But I can’t just take the tongue if I’m so tiny, so it’ll be up to you to make the distraction. I can also escape easily, but it will be difficult to for you get out once they notice it’s gone. It’ll also be difficult to get out in a form big enough to carry the tongue without being noticed…”

Marisa sighed. There were so many things that could go wrong tonight. But it was their best shot. “We are two beautiful and deadly women. We will be fine. Although try to avoid killing people. There may be other supernaturals here, and they may notice the walking corpse, and not brush it off like a normal mortal would.”