[center][h2][b]Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo[/b]

[color=8882be][b]Asoka "Mercury"[/b][/color][/h2][/center]

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Rin's response didn't display a lot of confidence, actually it was the complete contrary. That wouldn't fair well with her relationship with Asoka in the future, for this little opportunist would be completely merciless in exploiting such weaknesses. There wouldn't be any Machiavellian expression on the little tyrant's face, actually she'd be completely callous and unfeeling to the whole thing, raising an eyebrow before replying with a simple: 

"[color=8882be]Uh-huh.[/color]"

The issue was resolved, the post office wasn't to blame, even if one were to expect them to be the progenitors of such cancerous practices. The idea of Rin's weakness would be put aside for now, since Asoka was just craving a shower at this point. But the cockblock occurred and someone emerged from the shadows, again. 

'[i][color=8882be]A challenger appears?[/color][/i]'

Asoka rolled her eyes. It got kind of old after Hana and Rin made their appearances right out of the blue, now it felt like a rehashed season of some American TV series. What was next? The old man would return as a Cyborg from the future to warn them of an evil island that will kill them all? Asoka's creativity was indeed rather large, despite her authoritarian and rather controlling mindset, but it didn't prevent her from asserting the current situation. It'd be easy for her to make the same conclusion as the others, some weird mix of ghoul and human to leave even the most seasoned of hunters confused. The smell was a little too distinct to forget. But there lied a small problem. 

She could only remember that smell from that individual, nothing else. Actually, one must consider that Asoka was about ten when they broke off, as such her memory can't always be the best when upon growing up so much the past years. Well, mostly in terms of age and not size. The smell emitted from this young man was just a trait so powerful in him that it essentially took over all the memories she had of him. As such she could only rely on Hana's "Takkun" to at least get a hint of what it was. No luck there, so many names started with 'Tak'. At this point, she was getting cranky, and just wanted in the building, out of the rain. 

"[color=8882be]Okay, okay. Itsukiwi, Hana-Banana and Rindigo are all back in my life, and so are you, erm ... Takkun. Huzzah! Mazeltov! Release the Kraken! Now can we pleeeaaase go inside? We can rant about Americans or something in the waaaarm.[/color]"

And with that, Rin immediately went into the building. That was a bit rude, but Asoka's eyes widened in illuminating hope upon seeing such a courageous and gutsy action from the reserved one of the group. She'd even wag her finger at the little female's direction while nodding her head in completely approval. As for the nicknames, they just sounded good at the moment, that and it suddenly became a competition with Hana for some reason. 

"[color=8882be]See? See?! Rindigo has the good idea, let's take that as an example! Noooowww, if you could just tell me where the showers are, heck if you have a bathtub I'll call you Captain for a week.[/color]"

The little bitch marched into the clinic, her umbrella twirling around her wrist like a fan, such a walking disaster anyone could see would only lead to trouble if they were to stand in her way.