[attr="class","heiress"]There were often few times or reasons that found Shiranai Huzaki doing most sorts of recreational activities, oftentimes because her idea of recreation was killing some family enemy or political leader without a second thought. As it stood she was surprised at her self for even being willing to come into this establishment, much less being capable of staying there without trying to injure something. Truth be told though, she was grateful for this change in pace and change of heart. She'd had enough blood spilled on her blades today.

Too bad there wasn't any time to enjoy the view.

She checked her watch for the time, surveying the crowds with calculated precision as she walked. She needed somewhere to blend in. A lone assassin in a crowd was dangerous, but one who was merely standing to the side could potentially be deadlier. People expected to be stabbed by those passing by them, they didn't expect it when it was someone randomly paying attention to something else.

Shira's gaze caught sight of a girl near one of the tanks. There wasn't much better options, so she found herself soon standing besides the individual. Shira's white suit and black tie were almost standard now, though she did hate how hard blood was to wash out of them. She just figured she'd have to be a little more careful with her positioning today. She glanced over at the girl as she stood next to her, the assassin meanwhile pretending to be merely watching the fish inside with a sort of mock curiosity and boredom.

It was plainly obvious that the girl was hungry, though for reasons that Shira couldn't bring herself to fathom and for things that Shiranai was equally unwilling to think about. After a few moments she caught the girl's voice besides her, amid the din of the crowd milling slowly about behind them.

"Unfortunately they'd mind enough to kick you out," Shiranai respondexd with a small laugh, her voice carrying a bit of a calculated tone that she'd ended up picking up over her few years as the clan Matriarch. The fact that this girl was hungry enough to be contemplating that was something that caused Shira to remember one of the appearances she had to keep up for the company itself, if not the family. She had to care for the plight of those less fortunate then her, however much she found herself unable to do so.

Not that it was a particularly hard thing to do, of course. They had a tendency to make it rather easy.

[attr="class","heiress"]Shira found herself transfixing on the cracks slowly growing in the glass, observing the immense force that was no doubt required to do such a thing. This girl was no doubt one from the Academy, which made things decidedly easier on Shira in terms of figuring this girl out. If she was hungry, then it was no doubt due to some sort of exertion of her powers. Shira checked her watch once more, utilizing her secondary power to feel out for her target among the crowd before she refocused on the girl, who promptly collapsed to her knees and muttered pitifully about how hungry she was.

Which only did further to reinforce Shira's reasoning.

Any further thoughts on the girl, however, where quickly distracted by a frantic tremble she sensed among the crowd, her own spiritual energy picking up on the fears of her target, and she couldn't help but allow her lips to curl into a cruel smirk as she pat the girl on the head calmly. "It just so happens my schedule is about to be freed up. Just give me a moment and I'll help you get something to eat," she said calmly with a fairly kind expression that darkened quickly as she lifted the watch to her mouth.

"Shoto suru," she said firmly, and in an instant the aquarium went black. Sounds of panicked, confused screams flew high into the air, but Shira no longer needed her sight. Her soul had given her the position of her target among the crowd and had tagged him, so-to-speak, causing him to glow softly in her vision alone. She wove deftly through the crowd, not so much as touching a single individual as she crossed the thirty foot gap to her target.

He hadn't even time to scream before the kunai tore into his throat. Shira deftly grabbed him before he fell. She didn't need to make unnecessary noises. The room was panicked enough without someone falling, and so she gently lowered him, shouting something about him fainting as she pulled the knife out. Another clean kill. The cut had been such that it severed his spinal cord without slashing the coronary artery. A certain kill, and as little blood as possible. She twisted the top on a ring she wore on the middle finger of her right hand, pressing it quickly against the man's skull so as to keep the dim red light from revealing her presence. Amidst the scents in the aquarium the scent of slightly charred flesh mingled easily into the crowd, and Shira quickly drew away and replaced the cap on the ring before making her way to the girl and leaning in to whisper into her ear.

"Come with me," she said, gently grabbing the girl's wrist and leading her out of the aquarium. Once out in broad daylight, she released the girl and beckoned her over to where Shira's own car sat waiting in the parking lot, a cloaked figure standing watch only nodding once at the assassin before making his way past them. Should the girl have looked back, she would've found that the man had simply vanished.

"So, where would you like to go?" Shiranai said cheerily as she led the way to her car. It was a fairly expensive-looking beast, and came in a fairly simple matte black with a strange emblem emblazoned on the door handles. Shira leaned against the hood of the car as she awaited a response to her offer, silently counting down the seconds before she'd need to give the final command.

[attr="class","heiress"]Shiranai nodded, her silent, secondary question having been answered as she lifted herself up off the hood of the car and stepping around to open the door and sit down in the driver's seat, motioning for the girl to do the same. As Shiranai turned the key in the ignition, the engine came to life with a thunderous roar, the assassin lifting her watch once more to her mouth to utter her final command to those accomplices of hers still inside the aquarium.

"Hikari."

As they drove off the lot, the lights in the aquarium suddenly flickered back to life. Moments later, the screams of a woman nearby Shira's most recent target caught the attention of the police faculty there. By the time the news crews got onto the scene, Shira was long gone, she and her newfound company scouting out potential places to eat. They talked idly in the car, little bits here and there, things that weren't necessarily personal and safe enough topics that it wouldn't reveal too terribly much about one person or another. Shiranai had gotten the girl's name first: Shimizu Manami, before she had introduced herself rather formally. The Huzaki name was one-of-a-kind, and with Huzaki Arms being a rather well-known corporation, it would serve to explain to the girl as to how her new ally had a vehicle of such grandeur.

Shiranai had told the girl that she herself had attended the Academy, though hadn't cared to let on more than that as a sort of observation that she had noticed the girl's powers, and as they pulled into a destination of Shira's choice- an all-you-can-eat buffet downtown that the Huzaki family had helped operate for years- she politely told the girl that money wasn't something to be worrying about at this time.

"Leave me to worry about the expenses," she said as she killed the engine, "You're no doubt rather hungry and I'd hate for you to leave on anything less than a full stomach." She did, of course, have an idea of what she was getting into. She came from a family full of individuals who had- for decades now- possessed supernatural capabilities of all kinds. She'd seen some strange things and some some stranger ones,
so she sincerely doubted she'd be unprepared for whatever events awaited her.

Though there was something about how the girl held herself that gave Shira pause. A faint itch of familiarity in the back of her mind that she couldn't quite place.