Open RP Ϟ
Grell gave her a simple nod of understanding before reaching to dig out a cigarette from her carton. Holding the cigarette between her lips she lifted her lighter, taking a deep inhale. She’d missed the feeling of her nicotine in her system.
"So tell me, do you know the identities of any of the other’s you’re supposed to be hunting down or are you just running the situation blind?" She asked after a particularly long drag. The more information she had the easier it would be to keep this situation under control. It wasn’t just her own life she was working to keep in order now, she had to think of the good of the rest of the world.
"What the hell she thinks I am?" she thought to herself. The purple haired woman clenched her teeth before answering.
"Tch. What a stupid question…" she , rolling her eyes. Well, that, of course, meant she knew everything about her opponents in this game. She was already used to gathering information about people, so doing it wasn’t any big deal.
Before both the terrorist or the Grim Reaper could say anything else, though, a noisy sound, coming from her phone, filled the brief silence between them.
The sound of the future changing.
Even though that ringtone became familiar to her, Minene couldn’t ignore the restless sensation of butterflies in her stomach. Not the slight fear, but also a feeling of anxiety filled her heart every time she heard that sound.
She quickly took the orange phone. “Dammit!” she cursed once she finished reading. “They found me. We gotta hurry!” she explained briefly, while she ran around the small house, catching the most necessary things for her survival at the moment.
