Meet Tschau before your first mission together (Time -1)

As your hand reached up to knock upon the back room's door, you heard a footstep behind you... {if Stealth Skill = 1}You turned just in time to see the perpetrator approaching. After all, you yourself were a stealth specialist. You'd known Tschau was probably hiding in the darkness somewhere, waiting to get the jump on you. You only hoped that she didn't actually intend to kill you with that weapon she was holding...{endif}

The ninja was clad all in black, her pale skin barely visible only from the slit in her mask, which also allowed her striking pink eyes to show through. You instantly realized that she was the shortest and smallest of the Goodbye Girls... an observation which mattered little, when she came at you armed with that antique ninjato, a relatively short sword with a straight, silver blade. Currently, that blade was unsheathed and held out in your direction. "Do better, Ciao... Don't die so easily." Her quiet, girlish voice was slightly muffled by the lower face mask she wore.

Sighing, you raised your hands to show you came in peace and requested she sheath her blade.

Begrudgingly, Tschau returned the weapon to its sheath, then crossed her arms across the chest of her black ninja-yoroi. The garment covered her from head to toe, including a hood, jacket, trousers, as well as full gloves and boots. She really did look like a ninja, through and through... except for her skin tone, that is. You wondered what could make a German albino want to practice the ninja arts... In fact, you were pretty surprised to learn there were real ninjas at all. Such behavior was strictly the realm of fiction and fantasy; the real ninjas were lost to history. Then again... if ninjas really were out there and they were any good... then you not knowing of their existence was exactly according to their plan, most likely.

"Greetings... Now go."

You told her that you needed a little more than that. You were curious about her role... The Ninja. Ninjas tended to protect feudal lords. Was she also intent on protecting something?

"I am." The ninja eyed you suspiciously... it was uncomfortable facing her in the dark, with only the light from the hall and the low one from the office to give you any understanding of her surroundings. "I'm protecting the reign of justice in this world. That's CEDIT's job, though I perfect it. Don't stray from that mission, Ciao. I'll kill anyone who doesn't serve justice."

... It sounded like she needed to loosen up a bit, not to mention recognize that sometimes, CEDIT operated in a pretty morally gray capacity. Even the Goodbye Girls fit that definition, given their clandestine operations and the secrecy around their very existence. There was no way that all of their missions were on the up-and-up, from an empathetic and ethical standpoint. Still, if she really was all about executing her code, it could mean one of two things: that she could be a great ally to have against the secret sleeper agent, when the time came... or, worryingly, that she may have been the one to kill your predecessors, if she suspected they were on the wrong side of her code of justice.

She seemed to realize you were doubting her; the ninja's cute eyes narrowed in a scolding expression. "Don't second guess my justice, Ciao." She also seemed to be pretty fond of telling other people what not to do. Silently, she pulled out a cellular phone and began to thumb through it. The dichotomy of that new-age mobile device and her outdated ninja gear felt somehow surreal. You asked what she was looking at. "Don't snoop around." Investigating her was going to be... quite a task.

{if Weakness for Porn = 1}Curious, you stepped around to try and see the phone's screen, interested at what she might be looking at in the middle of a conversation. The ninja grew strangely defensive and unsheathed her blade once again, holding its length out in front of you like a barrier to stop your progress. "Don't look at my phone... Ever."

Huh... You could kind of relate to that sentiment. If someone viewed your phone- or for that matter, the browsing history- you'd probably freak out. You wondered how much you had in common with this ninja...{endif}