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Post by Takatora Kureshima on Nov 20, 2013 15:56:20 GMT -6
Takatora looked at the black folder he had been given earlier. So, this was the location of every Sengoku Driver that Yggdrasil had on record of producing, apparently. It had been cross referenced with the appearance of Kamen Riders who used Lock Seeds, and had been figured who had what, to the best of their ability. There were a few loose ends he was to look into, but thus far it seemed that only some of them had Lock Seeds and were using them.
"Orange," he said to himself. That was the first one to look into. There was a picture of a girl attached to the file, with a name and other information. The limo driver knew the information as well, and was driving in search, based on the gathered information on where she might be located.
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Post by Sae Miyazawa on Nov 20, 2013 16:06:06 GMT -6
Sae was currently on stage, doing another performance for the crowd, which had again grown even larger. At this rate she was going, it looked like she was to beat even the best dance team in Zawame City.
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Post by Takatora Kureshima on Nov 20, 2013 16:07:14 GMT -6
The car slowed so Takatora could look out the window. Yeah, that was her. He looked at the file once to make certain, and then looked to the driver, "We'll wait."
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Post by Sae Miyazawa on Nov 20, 2013 16:11:54 GMT -6
It wasn't until Sae finished that she noticed the car, and she stared at it. "What the...?" she asked herself, stepping off the stage.
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Post by Takatora Kureshima on Nov 20, 2013 16:17:23 GMT -6
Takatora rolled down the window, rather than stepping out, and he waited.
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Post by Sae Miyazawa on Nov 20, 2013 16:22:57 GMT -6
Sae walked towards the car. "Just who are you?"
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Post by Takatora Kureshima on Nov 20, 2013 16:24:27 GMT -6
"Kureshima, Takatora," he told her, "I'm of the Yggdrasil Corporation."
Maybe he should say more, but he'd probably figure out soon enough if she knew him from those damned posters. He liked to make clarifications so it didn't just look like he was some model hired for pictures, and that he was actually someone of power.
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Post by Sae Miyazawa on Nov 20, 2013 16:26:26 GMT -6
"Never heard of ya."
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Post by Takatora Kureshima on Nov 20, 2013 16:28:23 GMT -6
"That might be for the best," he muttered. He opened the door, "Please, I would have words."
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Post by Sae Miyazawa on Nov 20, 2013 16:37:50 GMT -6
"What's wrong with here?"
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Post by Takatora Kureshima on Nov 20, 2013 16:39:05 GMT -6
"I prefer to conduct business matters over a meal."
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Post by Sae Miyazawa on Nov 20, 2013 16:46:14 GMT -6
"Are you asking me on a date then?" she asked him.
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Post by Takatora Kureshima on Nov 20, 2013 16:49:27 GMT -6
"No," he said without any changes in tone or emotion. "Business."
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Post by Sae Miyazawa on Nov 20, 2013 17:19:10 GMT -6
Sae sighed. "Fine."
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Post by Takatora Kureshima on Nov 20, 2013 17:19:57 GMT -6
He gestured to the seat across from him.
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