Tammy
In the midst of night, down a tight and awfully shady alleyway, two figures coated in the darkness spoke quietly. Even though it was hard to understand what they were saying without extremely good hearing, a passerby who paid more than two seconds of attention would be able to understand that they were doing something that was mostly likely crime related. Their voices, although quite, had a very sinister tone.

In one of the figures hands, a large knife was revealed. Said figure lightly flourished the knife, which could be assumed to be a rondel. Even in the dark, the second figure flashed grin a that shined brightly with a lust for death before the two figures begun chatting quietly again. The rondel was sheathed a moment after the exchange.

After the two figures made their exchange, the figure that had the weapon turned and begun walking back out of the alleyway. The figure had long ears and visibly had long hair that flowed down from underneath a very fashionable wide-brimmed hat.
Jeffrey
A quite sizable woman was walking the streets. They wore a crimson coat, paired with simple black leather clothes, with a white sweater underneath. This was also paired with black trousers, and black boots. They had silver hair and in appearance were similar to that of a water macen, although were exceedingly tall for one, especially a woman. With silver hair splayed over half of their face, their head swiveled to spot the shady figure heading out of the alley, dagger in hand. A sigh emanated from the woman as she looked around, noticing the dead streets and the likelihood no one else would bother to handle this. She'd start heading towards the figure, quite rapidly picking up her face as exceedingly long legs made long strides.
Tammy
The figure that was walking along out of the alleyway stopped and took a step back, leaning back into it incase the figure begun to move a little too quickly for their liking. A smile ripped across the figure's face, quite obviously. Their free hand lifted, opening a palm out towards the large woman. "We meet again." The figure said as they took a couple of backpedalling steps. The voice was very assertive yet very pleasant and memorable so it wasn't very hard to tell who Ikari was heading towards.
Jeffrey
She'd continue approaching the woman before realization struck her face as she recognized the woman's voice. "Oh, it's you! I figured you for a thief at first." She'd take the woman's hand as she spoke, her grip firm but careful not to actually harm the woman. She'd give her a light smile as she continued on, her tone was marked with slight excitement to meet the former acquaintance again, "What are you doing out here all by yourself, sneaking around with a knife?" She'd reply, leaning forward slightly with a curious tilt of her head, namely to bring down the gargantuan height difference between the two and to make herself seem less intimidating in the rather ominous lighting. She wasn't attempting to be frightening.