Packing lunch

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Darkness was falling and a one-eyed ghoul girl named Amano Hanya was dismembering her last kill, a drunken man and packing him into a suitcase. He was wandering the alleyways just begging to be eaten. She remembered his cries as her blue-black kagune burst through his chest. Hanya had eaten a little while ago but this meal was not for her. Hanya had a brother named Dean to take care of and he refused to go and hunt for himself because he wanted to be human-ish for girlfriend. Even though he was supposed to be looking after her, being the older sibling, he never did. 

 A finger was all that did not fit, Hanya looked at it with disdain before biting it off and zipping it up. She slung the bag over her shoulder and started home. An odd smell came wafting toward her, Doves. Hanya didn't have a mask yet as Uta was still making it. She climbed a drainpipe as they came around the corner. A young man and an old one. She could take them but if one got away the rest of the organization would soon know her face. If only they could have waited until tomorrow! Then she would have her mask and be free to fight them. She shook her head to persuade herself not to engage. It worked this time but when she had her mask, it would be a different story. She rushes back home.  

Her brother takes the bag and takes it back to his room. Hanya flops on her bed and buries her head in the pillow. In the next room over she can hear Dean snoring. If he didn't stop she would never get any sleep. It would be a long night.

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