Neuve Pluton Flats, Just Down the Street

Gene breathed in the ice cold, foggy air as he stepped outside of the government center. The sky was an eerie orange vibe as the sun had just risen. In front of the government center across the street, was an empty plot of land save for a small strip mall. Granted the land was reserved for future skyscrapers, but as it was only 2020 and the Founding Hour wasn't until 11:00 AM, it would be a long while before Neuve Pluton could become a bustling metropolis.

Gene went down the front steps of the building and looked back. His government center was an ecclectic mix of Roman, retro-futruristic and ultra-modern architecture, which he realized a lot of people would hate, but hey? It was his empire. He could geek out as much as he wanted to.

Gene turned to the right to walk down the sidewalk, enjoying the sound of the fresh, magical snow crunching under his feet. Hell, just six hours from now, the sun would he almost directly overhead, as Gene deliberately chose the Tropic of Capricorn to be the location of Pluton Island, as a form of a symbolic "Fuck You" to the forces of global warming, and to humanity's asinine obsession with tropical warm weather.

As soon as Gene crossed the only intersection between the government center and his apartment flats, he saw a single, elderly woman standing at the front glass doorways. Gene crossed the intersection again as his apartment building was on the other side of the road. The woman was still there, and he could see her staring at him as he walked to his apartment.

"King Gene, I presume?" The elderly woman extended her hand for a handshake as Gene finally arrived at the front doors. Gene could see that she seemed more like in her mid forties than an elderly woman. She had deep blue eyes, purely white hair, and a tan brown skin with freckles. Her most prominent feature, however, was her very strong chin. Akemi was also 5 foot 8. She had a green winter hat on, as well as a red raincoat over a violet hoodie and sweatpants. Akemi also had a deep, soft voice.

"Yes, ma'am! This is King Gene. Nice to meet ya." Gene said as they shook hands. "And you are?"

"Akemi. Von Clausewitz." Gene realized she was the woman on the job application for his hangout's cafeteria cook.

"Oh yes! Nice to meet you, Mrs. von Clause--"

She held her hand up. "Please, just call me Akemi. Also, I'm single, and it's gonna stay that way."

"Oh! Okay. No problem." Gene responded politely. "I take it you're here about the Hangout I built, Akemi?"

Akemi hesitated. "Yes, but I also live here," she smiled. Gene was surprised at first, but then remembered why her address caught his attention earlier, and grinned.

"I take it you do too, sweetie?" Akemi asked, almost surprising Gene with her choice of words.

"Absolutely!"

"Well, perhaps we can go inside then?" Akemi held the door open as they went in, and Gene held the next door open in return, as this was a secure building. Akemi didn't feel like going very far, so she and Gene just sat down on the sofa to their left.

"So," Gene began. "What brings you to the Hangout?" In response, held out her right hand. Within moments, a small fireball formed in her hand, as Gene grinned, almost sheepishly.

"I take it you practice the dark arts?" Gene asked, not too afraid of what was happening in front of him, surprising Akemi for his apparent lack of fear. Sensing Gene also seemed eager and open minded, Akemi knew not to take offense to his curiosity, when other dark witches might have. Considering she really wanted to cook for Gene's Hangout's cafeteria (and then some), Akemi wasnt planning on taking offense to things anyway.

"I have a feeling my skills will be rather helpful. Not just for cooking but, umm, other things as well." Akemi winked at Gene as he began to imagine the possibilities. At that point, Gene felt a familiar tingling down there.

"You're not really, 54, are you, Akemi?" Gene grinned as he nervously chuckled.

"Centuries. Not years." Akemi whispered into Gene's ear as she extinguishes the fireball and began to caress his chest. With that, Gene's hard on began to grow. "And besides, baby. A succubus has needs."

Almost as Gene begins to panic, Akemi reassured him she wasn't going to take her future boss' soul.