Acension Revival

[Farewell]

"I have to collect more info since I plan to this month shut them down for good... Then I could finally have a break, maybe go on vacation." He stretched.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe nodded once. "Would you like an extra hand?" she asked.

[Farewell]

"It would be nice, yea." Devin nodded with a smile. "Help is always nice."

[Cifero Windtail]

"It would be nice, yea." Devin nodded with a smile. "Help is always nice."

Zanthe nodded back, slowly flashing Devin a grin as well. "...I suppose I'll need a disguise," she said. "Something practical, but not... you know. Leather." She shrugged. "Leather is tacky."

[Farewell]

"No tacky, gotcha." He winked. "We could go shopping now if you need to, Zaida mind if you prepare."
"Already on it." She grabbed the plates putting them in he kitchen. She started off to get ready.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe stretched calmly, looking over at Devin with one eye while the other one was closed. "Did you have files on me?" she asked.

[Farewell]

(Changed my sona completely. No longer looks the same.)
"Maybe however I may have lost them in the incident. I don't remember..." He huffed. "I would have to look, why?"

[Cifero Windtail]

(Changed my sona completely. No longer looks the same.)
"Maybe however I may have lost them in the incident. I don't remember..." He huffed. "I would have to look, why?"

"If they had files of some of my disguises, it would help to know which so I can try to fool them," she replied, standing and carrying her dishes to the sink. "If they do know them and they recognized me, I might blow your cover."

[Farewell]

"Hmm maybe, I have it on the computer...." He got up, and sat down on the desk. The keys could be heard tapping, filed after files popped up. "Here." He leaned back in the chair and turned back to look at Zanthe.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe stood and padded over to the computer, pulling her chair over so that she could sit beside Devin. The catfox began to look through the files slowly. "...They have a lot of pictures or me," she murmured, rubbing behind her left ear. "Not my real self, but... a lot of pictures, nonetheless." Zanthe sighed. "...Did they ever check for me around the building?" she asked. "Checked physical details on girls starting work there?"

[Farewell]

"Yea the organization tries to get as much info as they can that the mafia sets me to take down, however the mafia wasn't familiar with your appearance only heard an assassin was around. The organization I work for did all the work, until I found out your were good." Devin glanced at her, thinking for a moment looking through her files. "..I believe they do, let me see..." He scrolled a bit through the picture files. "these?" He asked once he was on the file about the

[Cifero Windtail]

"Yea the organization tries to get as much info as they can that the mafia sets me to take down, however the mafia wasn't familiar with your appearance only heard an assassin was around. The organization I work for did all the work, until I found out your were good." Devin glanced at her, thinking for a moment looking through her files. "..I believe they do, let me see..." He scrolled a bit through the picture files. "these?" He asked once he was on the file about the

Zanthe looked through the pictures. "Huh... Yeah, those," she said, looking through them. Ideas were starting to form in her head. "Devin... does the mafia have people bring food or things up to them?"  (What was she supposed to see in those pictures?"

[Farewell]

(Just pictures of the few 'jobs' she use to do to hide her identity, and a few more disguises for public.)
"Yes, there's suppose to be a party, it'll be big. They have maids, chefs and such. So yea." He said. "That's all I can think of right now though..."

[Cifero Windtail]

(Just pictures of the few 'jobs' she use to do to hide her identity, and a few more disguises for public.)
"Yes, there's suppose to be a party, it'll be big. They have maids, chefs and such. So yea." He said. "That's all I can think of right now though..."

Zanthe sat back in the chair, biting her lip. I don't really want to do that, but... I might as well look at all my options. "... Devin?" she murmured, gently feeling her abdomen. It was mostly healed by this point. "... Do they hire girls?"

[Farewell]

"Of course... Although both servants and maids aren't treated right at the parties." He said. "It's filled with rich criminals who think they're superior than everyone..." He huffed.