AREA: DEAD STRIP
The morning sun hits a woman's silver badge on her coat.
"The bickering of those vendors… is really getting to my head," a blonde-haired woman with a scar on her mouth speaks in annoyance as a wimpy young man follows behind her.
"Y-yes ma'am, they fight a lot around here…" the brown-haired young man says nervously.
"Go and ask the locals about that dealer." the woman commands, and the young man nods and quickly walks toward bystanders to talk to them as the woman walks around.
"This place reeks," she says as she observes the street stalls.
The flies buzz around her.
She fixes her gloves as she goes up to a stall.
She catches a street vendor's eyes.
"Fresh meat. It's cheap and edible."
The street vendor speaks with a hint of curiosity and is caught off guard when the woman pokes the meat and smells the rotten flesh blended into the metallic air.
"This is rot. You're selling this out here?" she speaks with disgust.
The street vendor snaps, ready to argue back.
"It's not rot. The fuck?"
She looks him in the eye.
"You expect me to believe that?"
"You watch your words!" the vendor spits.
She takes off her gloves as she calls the wimpy young man.
"Take him," she commands coldly as she walks away.
"Yes ma'am," he says as he calls the other guards to arrest him.
The street vendor screams, "You fucking bitch! Who do you think you are?"
The silence drops as the people start murmuring.
The blonde-haired woman turns around, taking out her badge as she shows it to him.
"Division VIII. The chief enforcer," she speaks.
Raikun notices the commotion happening as he looks into it.
"Division VIII… what are they doing here?"
A woman whispers to another, "That's Civil Order Division," and they take a step back.
"Division VIII… Civil Order Division?" Raikun thinks to himself as his eyes catch the blonde woman.
The people whisper to each other, "....She's the chief enforcer. Ameni Kurosawa."
The other woman gasps, "Chief enforcer??"
"Chief enforcer? Interesting." Raikun moves into the crowd slightly further, squeezing his way through it.
"From now on, the street stalls are going to be CLOSED," she commands.
The crowd starts murmuring angrily.
A member from the crowd shouts,
"You government dogs don't even supply the food around here!"
Another member joins in and says,
"Yeah right! We only got the rotten meat, and you're taking it away too!" he exclaims.
Multiple people join in the protest and start to fight back.
The guards tighten formation as the crowd throws meat and spits on them.
The crowd flinches due to a sudden loud sound as the people stop murmuring and look around.
The chief enforcer takes out her weapon — not a normal one. CV-50.
It looked like a cross between an axe and a rifle. It was tall and heavy, built like a monument.
When the base struck the floor, it was a boom, not a clack.
The sound echoed through the air like a warning bell, silencing everyone.