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Posted: Nov 12 2014, 04:42 PM
Ito sat outside the Red Room, clasped hands around the small round, slightly vibrating music-flash-player, and wireless ear-buds gently set in her ears. Unlike some for those techno-geeks, she didn’t believe in piping music through your body. Ruined the musical experience. Besides, Jericho had put enough chips into her body without adding bonus features.
Not daring to play a flash that she truly enjoyed in public, she listened through another phrase of a harmless bubble-gum song. This one seemed to have something to do with finding true love with someone of a higher social standing and the mild trouble that come with that. Something about sleeping in the clouds and how it made you dizzy. Trivial. Meaningless. Hopeful. Completely not her speed.
Ito saw the doors open, waited patiently until the flood of politicians exited, intent on finding one individual. She was lucky that her Father didn’t see her, in animated talks with his favorite ally. Today's mission wasn’t something that he would approve of.
Ito’s eyes brightened when she saw her target. “Excuse me,” she slipped in between two females to arrive in front of the man. “Might I have a moment of your time?”