<b>Re: Tears of Scarlet, Chapter 1: The End</b><br/><br/>It wasn't that often that Touma ran into someone who made her feel small. This was, unfortunately, one of those times. The man easily towered over her nearly food, and had to be twice as wide as she was. Yet, he didn't seem to be a bad person. He appeared to be much nicer than anyone she had seen here at the Jojo building yet. Especially the one who sent her down here.<br/><br/>"Katsuragi Touma," she replied. Hearing her speak, it wouldn't be easy for him to tell that she was in fact a young woman. Her voice was just deep enough to be questionable, her body slender yet solid enough to look as if it could belong to a young man, and the fact that she was wearing a simple pair of jeans, a pair of sneakers, a shirt, and a light jacket over it which hid her chest didn't really help either. And her name? Gender neutral. Unless he was specifically told otherwise, chances were he would question who he was looking at all day long.<br/><br/>"I was sent here by Mister Sir? Maybe. . .I'm listed as. . ." there were so many reasons she didn't want to say the codename she was given, but that was the name that she was told she would addressed as by the other members of the group. Whatever group that was. There was that, and the fact that it sounded rather. . .corny. Maybe she could get it changed one day? Maybe she was being far too optimistic. ". . .Switch."