Teenage CIA 2: The Spyening
meadow / resin
08-09-2020, 10:23 AM
Hanako's steps were quiet and carefully placed as she moved along. Amongst the tall grass she could lope about as she pleased but as she neared her target, or at least where she thought her target might be, it was though a switch had been flipped. Gone was her easy smile and wriggly tail, her expression was flat and neutral, like someone had reset her factory settings. Leaving her a blank slate with no persona or pretence in sight. After all, what was the point in putting on a show when no one was around to see it? It was an unusually cynical way of thinking but Hanako tried not to linger on it too much, since some things were best left alone, you know?
Instead she kept on moving, facing the wind as it blew in from the east and soon enough it presented her-with what she assumed to be- Resin's scent like a present with a little bow on top. Just for her. Things were going well but Hanako took a moment to pull in a long, steadying breath. Even it was really damn tempting now wasn't the time to get all cocky, if Resin was half as clever as Hanako thought then there was still a good chance of this plan going arse over tit.
Not long after Hanako caught sight of her sitting with her back turned and beside the river: the mysterious Resin. The Lieutenant was just as Meadow had described, tall, floofy and dark, clearly befitting of the title bestowed upon her. Further reinstating in Hanako's mind that Sirius had a thing for powerful, large and in charge ladies. Not that she could blame the Warlord, Hanako could see the appeal too.
Hanging back to the left, just in case Resin happened to turn her way, Hanako lingered just out of sight in a thick, and somewhat tangly bush. The branches tugged at her fur and poked at her ribs but she bit back the discomfort as she watched and waited, ears perked and eager to snoop in on the meeting that might unfold.