Vengeful Ninja Clans Suck More (Quinn)

It had been a couple of days now since the incident at the hospital. Jenna would glimpse a day in the life of the mercenary; that is, not very much.

1st Day Morning
Some time around seven in the morning Diana was visited by a mysterious man in a suit. Now, Diana was not a morning person, and had the man delivered up to the Penthouse. She preferred to keep the blinds closed and the sunlight to a minimum; she moved like she had a headache. Diana, along with the man in the suit exchanged only a few words, and he handed her a briefcase full of cash. Also, whenever Diana's phone ringed she would go and talk in another room away from them.

1st Day Afternoon
Diana preferred to sleep away most of the morning and get started some time before lunch. Where Jenna would waste time playing video games or read fashion magazines, Diana was hitting the gym- and staying there for hours on end, doing everything from strength training, weight lifting, cardio, and shadow sparring. Though she was alone, it was remarkable to see Diana *getting hurt* while training.

If Jeeves had any inclination to join her, Diana made no protest. If he wanted to test himself in sparring, Diana also obliged, using traditional Karate.

All in all she manages to squeeze in eight to nine hours of training between her large, frequent meals. Good lord the lady could eat. She easily put away chicken, salmon, vegetables, brown rice, pasta and protein shakes to make a grown man puke. And no, she did not share her food. She also took long naps. And chugged ice cream by the pint while reading the E-newspaper.

Given all this obsessive training, eating and sleeping, Diana had little time to socialize or open up. Worse, sometimes she talked to herself when no one was around. Perhaps a quick google article would bring up Diana's stint as her home country's fallen star. Or, you know, asking her.

1st Day Evening
Around late evening Diana eased into a relaxed practice of her kata, alternating between slow and graceful moves to swift and agile ones. She even wore her traditional gi and hakama from her old kendo days. This seemed to be her most approachable.

2nd  Day Morning
During their stay the hotel staff had been most amicable so far, since Diana insisted on tipping the workers heavily. She knew the hotel was doing well but didn't quite pay its immigrant employees- the Filipinos- that well. Diana didn't feel any real compassion towards her countrymen, but she understood what hardship the ones who are here are going through.

As a result, they were polite to Diana and Jenna, and brought up complimentary ice cream and desserts. Room service even delivered fresh flowers and a bowl of fruit in the grand living room. Whenever they went into the hallway they greeted them like royalty, and Jenna didn't even need to influence them.

2nd Day Afternoon
Around lunch time the second day, a maid came by with a service bin. She looked around to see if anyone was around; Jeeves, Jenna, Diana or Maria. "Hello? Complimentary Laundry service. Does anyone need any cleaning?" Diana came into view, coming out of the shower, once again in a towel. For am moment they exchanged glances, Diana's stare being intense. She hands the lady a basket with her latest exercise clothes.

"...I like the perfumed fabric conditioner... in the yellow bottle." She said rather expressionlessly, and went back to her business. The laundry lady simply smiled and placed it on her cart, waiting for any other.

It was a few days since the hospital issue. Normally Jenna would have relocated to another part of the country the very same day she was almost turned into a weird alien snake being, but with Diana and Maria there, she stuck around for a few days.

First Day Morning
Jenna was woken up by Jeeves, forcing her back onto her normal sleep schedule, having no mercy for the fact that they had a huge thing happen just the day before. After being handed a new, clean phone, she makes a few calls before digging around her stuff and finding her handheld console. Jeeves, of course, between being the perfect British butler that he is, had a quick spar with Maria to get an understanding of her combat ability. It wasn't that bad, but it clearly needed work.

First Day Afternoon
Though Dania seemed like she would have liked a match with Jeeves, he was far to busy beating his method of fighting into Maria, running her through the ringer. Honestly it was lucky for the damn Sneks that they were stronger and faster then normal humans or Jeeves would have kicked the living shit out of them. During this major training session, Jenna was snacking on chips while just messing around with her console, having a pocket full of replacement batteries, knowing full well that the sparring was going to take all day.

First Day Evening
Maria, having gotten her ass kicked all afternoon and well into the evening, was far too tired to do anything but complain about how tough Jeeves' training was. She'll get used to it though, if she sticks around. It was about then that Jenna's security detail arrives, having not been present since she was trying to be low key and wasn't actually planning to stick around for longer then a single day. They set up in their own room and at the door, making sure nobody got past them with weapons.

Second Day Morning
It was much like the first, but with Jenna following Diana around instead of Jeeves, with him focusing solely on getting Maria up to his personal idea of what is allowed. Maria went through hell once again, calling Jeeves all sorts of names in her head. Jenna, of course, played with her console while pestering Diana with all sorts of questions, not really caring if it made her uncomfortable or not.

Second Day Afternoon
Jeeves comes out of the room where Maria and Jenna were, calmly informing the maid that there was no need to wash any of their clothes. Jenna wanders out, for the first time in a while not messing with her game console, seeing Diana was still staying in the room with them. "Oh, I didn't realize that you were still here, I guess I can extend it for another three days, but we are leaving. You know how it is, things to do, places to be." Jenna gives her impromptu friend a smile. "We do have some time before we leave, do you want to do anything?" Jenna's niceness really calls into question the fact that she should be evil.

Morning
Diana entertained Jenna's questions in the morning probably at breakfast. Girl was having six creamy scrambled eggs, three thick slices of ham, six blueberry pancakes, some garden salad with chicken, and a whole liter bottle of chocolate milk. If Jenna had the state of mind not to stare or puke, her answers would be met with succinct answers.

Diana would share her story of coming from the Philippines, from a rather well off family who could afford to vacation in Japan and enroll her in an expensive martial art... and Diana spoke at length of how her childhood was spent in the dojo with tons of friends. As for how she turned into a ronin wielding a magic sword, she simply says things didn't work out with her family. As in... one parent is dead, the other screwed her over completely. Well, not really. More like, disgusted her forever.

"My father was killed, apparently by Americans. My mother sought justice alright- the justice of cash and a U.S. Visa. Once we got here, I scrammed. I couldn't live with my mother anymore."

Then Diana polished off her breakfast. If Jenna had a little left on her plate, Diana ate that too. Then she sat for half an hour then started her morning training down at the weight room.

Afternoon
Towel Diana looked at Jenna a bit perplexed that afternoon, rubbing. "I uh, still have a ton of drug and bounty money to burn through... but eeehhh.... So ah, where ya headed? I got no real place to stay, and I wouldn't mind holding on to my money for more than the week it'll last here." From what she implied, Jenna could probably gather Diana was a bum. A rich bum who bummed in classy hotels, but a bum anyway.

Meanwhile, the staff come in to clean out the dishes for lunch in the background. Just ordinary immigrants working menial jobs at a hotel. One of the older female staff, a Filipina, teases Diana, knowing she's the big eater among them. "Wow, you eat so much food but still so sexy! So jealous!" She said in a teasing voice and accent, getting laughs from the other staff.

"Oh, uh, well, we'll be going to lots of places. I'm sure if you came along it'd be really boring for you." Jenna kinda likes Diana, but wasn't sure how to act around her at all. This was the first time in years that she actually had someone her age to talk to, and even longer since it was someone she didn't have under her control.

Jenna goes to say something else before a voice floats out from the other room. "Jenna you aren't done!" Jeeves was both her guardian and butler, and he took both roles very seriously, at least trying to make sure Jenna doesn't get any more broken then she already is. Turning towards the door, Jenna yells back in irritation. "Give me a second! God!" Turning back to Diana, she gives her a weak smile. "I have to get back to packing, but we can talk, right? I'll catch up to you, promise."

With that, she goes back to helping Jeeves and Maria pack, grumbling about it more then a little bit, just completely ignoring the staff that was setting out lunch.

"Sure, and don't worry. Wherever we go I think I'd be doing more of the same thing."

Diana's phone rings. "Ugh great... really bad timing. Look Jen, I got a lunch meeting with a client."

Diana's attention was partially diverted by today's spread. It seemed like the Filipino staff got together and prepared a few native foods. Slice pork belly stewed in soy and vinegar, sweet fried chicken, fish fillet in tomato sauce, deep fried pork fat with some skin... tropical fruit salad with gelatin... Diana almost seemed ready to weep.

"Wow... wow..." Diana mouthed quietly. Her phone insisted she get going. It was a fairly important meeting after all. Someone was not happy with the Russian Mafiya gaining power in the city. "Dang, I really have to go." She grabs some of the crispy pork skin, bites down with a hearty crunch and scrams.

Once Diana left, one of the staff handling the drinks discreetly took out a vial and poured it into the fruit punch, out of the remaining three's sight. The fairly Japanese looking man serves the laced juice to them as the meal started. It was a delayed sleeping poison, which would take effect in around fifteen minutes...

The lunch was left there as they finished packing before all three of them, Jenna, Jeeves and Maria, enter the room together. Jenna looks at the food that was brought up before frowning and turning to Jeeves. "I want japanese."

Jeeves just nods once, super serious, since their plane wasn't to leave until late that day, so he wasn't worried about the time. Making a quick call down to the desk, he informs them that they can come take away the food, since they will be eating out today. Once that was settled, they start making their way downstairs, two of the bodyguards coming with them.

Their initial plan foiled, the drink mixer called up his allies on his phone. "Move to plan B. They're leaving."

The elevator they were on stopped at another floor. The doors opened, and they were greeted by a short orange haired biker girl- with the tattoos and face piercings, the boots, the shorts and the jacket- came into the elevator with them. Or at least tried to.

Jenna's bodyguards bar her way and tell her politely to "catch the next one."

"This humble Genin is disappointed at your manner." She said, but at the exact moment they pressed the 'doors close' she slipped something out of her jacket pocket- a ninja bomb. She chucked a couple of eggs into the elevator, releasing a very strong knockout gas... Biker ninja chick takes the window down, leaping and dropping down to each ledge, following them to whichever floor they would get off at.

She packed tazers and knuckledusters, if somehow they manage to put up resistance. "This Genin has the honor of taking the Gaijins hostage!" She would say.

Jeeves saw the girl toss something into the elevator right before the doors close, trying to hit the open door button, but was too slow for it to matter. "Mother fucker!" He curses in anger, not quite believing that they were being knocked out twice in the span of three days. Jeeves last act before he lost consciousness was to slam the emergence stop button, locking them between floors while setting off an alarm, then he, like the others, drops to the ground, knocked out by the gas.

The Ninjas had infiltrated the Hotel well, the mechanical engineers on the roof acting quickly to allow The Humble Genin, Oyuki, to pry open the elevator doors and reach the elevator car from ontop of it. She absconds with Jenna just as the elevator is expected to return to normal, a helicopter awaiting her.

Maria, Jeeves and the two bodyguards would likely awake on the ground floor.

((After talking with Quinn, we've decided to cut it short. It's bad and I should feel bad. ))