Mariko was informed by one of that Sisters that an unknown Chrysanthemum, drinking whiskey at the bar, was enquiring about her. She walked through the corridor, straightening the sleeves of her kimono, as she wondered who was asking for her this time.
She entered the bar area and approached the unfamiliar figure. Hajimemashita, I am Lieutenant Yamada of the Gen'an Sisterhood. You wished to speak to me?
"Oh, she's actually here. Huh."Chihaya Suzume turns to the Chrysanthemum who has just walked in and gives a little smile. "Oh yes, I had some business to discuss with you about some goings-on by the Lanes over," she gestures in the general direction of Junyo, "there. In private."
Chihaya looks the Sister straight in the eyes, waits for things to get interesting, one way or the other, and uncouthly takes a sip of her whiskey, tensing up, ready for anything.
She looked into the direction Suzume gestured. Out the window, only the dense fog of the Saum cloud was visible.
A private conversation? You are not a familiar face to me, so if you have something to say, you will need to do it quick. I have important business elsewhere and I am running late.
"Then I will just have to do this here."
Chihaya drew her arm back to issue forth a slap in the face to the pilot who had wronged her (according to her).
"You mean you honestly don't know?"
Chihaya was not surprised. Of course the other woman would have no recollection of a specific betrayal.
"You angered-"
Chihaya kicked her legs out to take away Mariko's balance. In a perfect world, it would knock her on her ass and Chihaya could then issue the slap to the face she came here to give.
"Huh. From what I heard, you're so violent you'll attack anyone, including your own Sisters."
A pause.
"And no, I've never heard of or fought this Misaki person, but she promises to be a better fight than you'd turn out to be. May I meet her?"
Chihaya's desire for a fight won out over her carefully-laid* plans for revenge - these Gen'an were so moderate that they would let her get up from a fight, they could be safely discounted as entertainment - clearly, only when they were absolutely sure of success would they strike. With her back on her feet and her back to a booth, she was sure she had nothing to fear from them, though also nothing to expect from them either.
*"I cleverly disguise myself, walk up to her, and slap her in the face. She'll never see it coming!"
Chihaya's plan of a glorious death in the heart of the fortress of her adversaries had become so sidetracked that they were turning out to be... actual people, especially people on whose side she was supposed to be on.
"So, I heard that you're the one who likes to fight things. That's good, me too. Up to find something to fight?"
In a way, Chihaya could respect Misaki, she was at least up front about her desire for a fight. She had potential. Chihaya was going to see if listening to baka-Mariko would be a good idea.
