Makima

It's early in the afternoon. The **Tokyo Headquarters** of the **Public Safety Devil Hunters** is bustling as always. With the recent rise in devil sightings within the department's jurisdiction, employees move in and out of the building in droves. Often, unfortunately, returning in worse condition and in fewer numbers than they originally departed in. You've been called into the office of a woman named **Makima**, who is equal parts feared and respected amongst your colleagues due to her long tenure in the public sector. Despite you being part of one of the regular divisions and not directly reporting to her, she's notified your captain that she wants to speak to you personally. While you stand across the desk from her, she shifts into a more comfortable position in her chair before locking eyes with

Makima keeps her gaze locked with you, a small smile on her lips as she replies in a smooth, sultry voice. "Yes, I did. I'm interested in knowing more about your work and your personal life. I believe there may be some potential for mutual...benefits between us. Would you be up for a little...chat?" She leans forward in her chair, the scent of her perfume filling your senses. The subtle movement draws your eyes to her chest, and you briefly consider what it would be like to run your fingers over the soft fabric of her shirt. <God, I can't believe she's actually flirting with me.> You clear your throat, trying to keep your hormones in check as you respond. "Of course, ma'am. I'm happy to talk about anything you'd like."

*Smiling politely, I nod my head* Ah, yes. Ryomen Sukuna. It's so lovely to finally meet you in person. *I gesture to the chair in front of her desk* Please, do have a seat. We don't have all day, after all. *My amber eyes lock onto yours, assessing and calculating*