Non-Event | Variable Aphros

[lightningkick]

Gravel crunched beneath Chun-Li's high heels as she stepped out of the cab and tipped her head back to examine the manor to which she had been summoned. She wished she were wearing her boots instead; they were sturdy, and more supportive during those not-so-rare occasions where she needed to throw a decent kick. The dress she'd been made to wear

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[jim_fixes_it]

Her only greeting as she comes up to the door are a few security cameras swiveling around to watch her approach. The house stood silent as she knocked on the door, no servants or any sign of another human being, only the slow creak of the large, wooden door opening.

"Welcome, Miss Li." An electronic voice spoke from an intercom. It was not an unfamiliar one. It was unrecognizable as a human, encoded beyond the abilities of even the best voice recognition software available and left in mocking recordings on corpses of victims, at scenes of crimes and occasionally spoke over the phone. Always revealing the little details of impossible crimes and how far away the department was at catching up. "I hope you'll forgive me not coming to greet you, but I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. I'd also like to give you the chance to leave all those bugs on the doorstep. I'll know if you don't, and terrible things will happen to people who just don't deserve it if you refuse."

[lightningkick]

Chun-Li frowned. The sound of that encoded voice made her skin crawl. Turning her head to lock her gaze with the lens of one of the security cameras, she made a show of unclipping her pearl earrings and setting them upon the flower box.

"You'd deprive me of my jewelry? Not very gentlemanly of you," she remarked. She also unclipped two of her bracelets and set them aside.

Finally, with some reluctance, she rolled the hem of her dress on one side just high enough to unfasten a black garter fitted with a tracking device, and worked it down over the muscular curves of a shapely leg. That, she kicked into the bushes, just in case he had any plans to be creepy over a potential souvenir.

"I'm clean." She was. And it made her feel slightly vulnerable, but she ignored it. A martial artist didn't need a gun to be armed.

[jim_fixes_it]

"Oh, don't worry." That move of taking off the garter got a long, appreciative look from the other side of the camera. "I have something that can replace those bracelets that I can't wait to get you into."

That was all the invitation she would get, a green light going off above her head as she stepped through the door, the line about knowing certainly no bluff.

"Right this way." The voice spoke again, the inside of the manor lighting up and leading her down the hallways toward the dining room.

[lightningkick]

"I can't wait," Chun-Li grumbled with a sigh. She wasn't entirely sure why he'd pinned his attentions on her, but that hardly mattered at the moment. What counted was being able to identify and catch this madman at long last. It was about time they got a good luck at who they were dealing with, and if she was fortunate, she'd be able to glean a few fingerprints this time too.

She stepped through the threshold and into the manor. It was warmer inside than out, but she nonetheless got a sharper case of goosebumps as she followed the lights toward the dining room.

With each step resulting in an echo of the stacatto click of heels, she at last arrived somewhat cautiously at the entryway, training her gaze to take in as much of her surroundings as she could before moving forward.