Crimson Debate (Asami/Elyss)

“Listen. Where’s Kyo? I gotta talk to him.”

These rat bastards telling her that he’s out are all full of bullshit. She knows he’s around. She can feel his manliness. Out on an assignment, her ass. They just don’t want her to come into their place because of the rumors. Well, it’s not a rumor that she was a rather violent woman with a tendency to simply let people know if they’ve pissed her off. Considering her growing anger, they’re probably right to keep her out, in case she does get a bit handsy. Though, all she wants to do is talk to one guy about a lot of stuff going on, and they won’t let her.

“...If he’s not here, then I’ll just wait. You won’t stray me from my path.”

Urging her stance on the matter, she simply gave up on arguing and took a spot beside the building, leaning against it with her arms folded and expression soured. How long will she have to wait for this man to either walk out or show up? She doesn’t know, but he better not make her wait long. She’s already grown somewhat impatient.

“Business?”

She looked upon Asami with scrutiny. Mister Sawachika… Miss Kishimoto, huh? What’s with the formality? A brow rose, her posture straightening, she didn’t reach to take the other woman’s hand as she looked up a bit. Her being five inches shorter didn’t help the redhead feel any less annoyed with her current situation, and Elyss’ head bobbed up and down as she took in this woman’s shape, face, and style. With a scoff, her arms came up, folding over her chest.

“And, what could you help me with? Gonna make him appear? He isn’t hiding in that coat of yours, is he? I hear he’s a fickler for nice looking women.”

That may not be completely true, but that man has a thing for aesthetics, and it’s probably impossible for him to not notice the niceties of the opposite sex. Hell, Elyss wouldn’t even blame the guy for finding certain features of men neat. Of course, a man such as Mister Sawachika would never lay his hands on the same sex. He’s too manly for that. Hurrah.

“Bwah. He’d probably come running if I left a message, but I’m bored, so it’s either wait here or wait at home.”

She pondered for a bit, her gaze focused upward at the ceiling. It’s rare for Elyss to make a face that wasn’t inquisitive or bland, but she sure did have a dumb look like she was concentrating on weighing her options. She also took her time with it too, as if to personally spite the woman who gave her such a hard decision to make in the first place, but she’d eventually nod her head and give Asami another look.

“A’ight. With you it is. Show the way, erm…”

She had a moment of frustration, her face scrunched as she realized something.

“Furukawa? Ya know… Just call me Elyss, alright?”

Yo. What the Hell? Elyss thought this woman’s office was close by. She wasn’t expecting the twists and turns that it took to reach this single space of this division. Why is everything so complicated in the Gotei? Each turn looks the same inside as it does outside. God. She can remember all the times she’s gotten lost trying to navigate this place. It’s safe to assume her slightly peeved face is caused by having to follow Asami like a little kid on their first day of school. Is there even a chair in this office? If there is, Elyss took it almost immediately. Though, she wouldn’t take Asami’s chair because that’s just plain rude, and Elyss is a lot of things, good and bad, but she’s not straight up disrespectful.

“...I’m bored, and he’s fun.”

Yep. That’s her answer to that question, even if it’s a lie, a bold face lie. Elyss knows Kyo’s heard about everything, and the redhead wants to hear his opinion about it. Everyone’s been so chill about the situation. She just wants to talk to him because Kyo seems the type to actually see something wrong with all of this. Is she asking to be yelled at? She doesn’t know. She just wants to know if her friends are still her friends or if she’s ruined everything yet again. That thought made her eyes roam towards the floor, a solemn stare lessening her usually confrontational aura.

“I’m not thirsty.”

She answered, finding her eyes here, there, and everywhere. It is, of course, her prerogative to take in the environment, get a better idea about how Asami operates. Busy woman: that is all Elyss got out of her quick survey. It’s strange for her to invite the redhead over if she has work to attend to. Does Asami think Elyss incapable of being a suitable distraction? Why, Elyss almost felt the need to test that, but if this woman’s a friend of Kyo, Elyss is sure that the man wouldn’t enjoy her being a nuisance.

“...So… Paperwork… A’ight. A’ight.”

Getting comfortable in her seat, she started pondering on what to do. It’s an office. She’s probably not allowed to touch stuff. Idly, she began patting on her legs, one tap, two tap. She soon found a nice tune and added some whistling to it. Bobbing her head along with it, her foot joined in with a tip and a tap. She’s her own little band, and Asami doesn’t even exist anymore. The woman wouldn't mind a bit of music while she works, yeah? Elyss’ pretty good at it.