Tip Machete - Ryeji

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Hope you like this one shot, it's a little rushed but I just liked the idea I guess haha.... sorry for any typos.

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Clean, warm bedsheets. Silky covers and curtains hanging to form a canopy that did minimal blockage to the sunrise blaring between the blinds.

"Mmm." Ryujin hummed, stretching her legs out straight, toes pointing as her muscles seemed to tense before she let out a long breath. She brushed her hair back roughly and rubbed the dust from her eyes. She could see the mess from last night all over the red carpet to her left. Her duffle bag open, empty magezine clips on the floor, and her white button down stained red in some places. Her belt was barley hanging from a chair, and her pants were thrown on a desk.

The raven-haired released a groan then, understanding that the luxury of the hotel she was in wouldn't last for more than the one night. Though, she wasn't complaining. After last night they surely had very full green pockets. They'd be sleeping like royals for months.

Ryujin turned over, looking to the empty right side of the bed. The covers down the same way as though someone had gotten up. She only noticed the shower running at that point. She made an effort to tug herself out of bed, pulling her bra strap back up. It was uncomfortable to sleep in, but her shirt was trashed and she herself was too tired to care at the time.

She lent down to her bag, digging under wads of cash until she found a change of clothes. The shower had stopped as she started to count the bands, distracted.

"You aren't going to put on fresh ones without showering, are you?" Yeji asked, standing in the bathroom doorframe. One towel around her body, the other in her hands as she dried her hair carefully. Ryujin coughed, standing with the clean clothing in her hands. She walked past Yeji, whose eyebrows were perked, unamused.

"No, not at all." Ryujin said, knowing that's exactly what she was about to do. Yeji knew that too, and rolled her eyes before chuckling.

"We still have some time. Enjoy the water, it's warm." Yeji said, the door closing behind her and then she was left alone with the mess of their room. She dropped her towel not to long later, slinging her hair up in the other. She went to her own duffle bag, a bit more organized than Ryujin's and pulled out her own clothing. A matching lingerie set, black and just as appealing as the cash in her bag. Well, almost as appealing... Clean, expensive dress pants, black like the leather trenchcoat she threw overtop of no shirt. Her gloves were still in the pockets she remembered putting them in, and her gun was as well. She then tied the trenchcoat, leaving a bit of cleavage showing but not enough to be risqué.

She left her footwear off for the time being, and threw her wet towel off to the side, letting her hair air dry more as she combed through it. She did so standing in front of the window next to the sliding door to the balcony. The sunrise was so beautiful, an orange and red mixed to a fire. It reflected in her dark brown eyes and she smiled, just slightly, upon the thought of being able to see it once again. It didn't last though, the corners of her lips going down as the hotel phone rang.

"Hello?" Yeji said, voice unwavering and still husky from her lack of much talking so early in the morning.

"An hour left." Was the reply before she was hung up on. Yeji sighed, slamming it down and clenching the hard plastic. She hated that call, normally Ryujin was the one to pick up, and it was much more bareable hearing it from her.

"Let me guess, an hour left?" Ryujin said, walking towards her bag, fully clothed and hair still a bit damp. Yeji blinked, removing her hand and nodding.

"Yeah, we should wash our other clothes quickly." Yeji said, picking up the random bloodied fabric from around the room. Ryujin hummed in agreeance, and started to help. Though, she first took her belt, looping it through her dress pants nearly identical to Yeji's. She then threw her leather jacket overtop of yet another white button down.