Maya Hantā

Maya Hantā, Oni Hunter, Rich kid. ||Marvel/DC RP, of #BritWritesStuffz ||all art credit to @ctchrysler_

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

Maya Hantā

-Rich Kid, Oni Hunter
-Weapons: Swords and dry wit
-DC/MV OC
-Of #BritWritesStuffz
-RTs appreciated

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy And with that, Maya steps out into the air in front of her.

And it’s like she’s still on the ground. Not letting go of Ray’s hand, she continues out over the slightly curved surface of...something?

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy Maya chuckles, rolling her eyes. “Only the ones I like!” She replies to her, raising her voice over the wind.

Placing her fingers to the side of her forehead, she looks out to the sky, before turning back to Rayna. “Do you trust me?” She says, taking her hand.

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy -the railing onto the edge of the balcony, making sure not to tear any of her clothes.

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy She pauses. “...a word.” She mumbles, biting her lip as her gaze falls down to her legs. A few thoughts roll through her mind that’d be best not spoken out loud, before she turns to the balcony, almost expectantly.

“It’s definitely a win. Now come on.” She says, climbing over -

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy -she’d look /this/ good. “You look...like a much stronger word too.”

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy Maya gives a soft chuckle, moving forward to press a kiss to her cheek. “Good. And I may have lied about the whole prototype thing to get you here.” She adds sheepishly, before turning her attention to Rayna’s dress.

And wow, she knew she’d look good but she didn’t expect -

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy -to approach before turning, offering a soft smile and tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, timidly looking to the side. “You like the outfit?”

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy -bun behind her head with a red pin, which was matched by her form fitting crimson dress that left her shoulders and midriff bare, and was adorned with patterns of striking golden flowers, topped off with a red rose sticking out from the front of her hair.

Maya waits for her -

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy When she’s inside, she’d have to make her way to the special elevator on the second level, which would open for her automatically.

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy -your way up?”

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy “I am sorry, that is confidential. And I’d rather not say it in front of a guest.” He replies, rather cryptically. He knows all, it seems. Regardless, they’ve arrived at Maya’s building, where they’d stop and Sato would quickly move to open Rayna’s door. “I trust you remember -

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy “Of course. You can imagine how Miss Hantā’s always prepared.”

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy “I do hope you enjoy yourself.” He says, chuckling slightly. “We are almost here.”

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy “Today? The Hantā-owned five star hotel, the Crimson Dusk.” Sato says, playing up the moment. “But first, Maya wanted you to visit the Hantā building again.”

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy “Well, I am glad her choice suited you.” He replies. “That is one of her favourite restaurants.”

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy “Oh, you do? I am glad.” He replies, almost like he knows something more than she does. Regardless, he gives a nod. “How was the dinner last night?”

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy Of course, Mr Sato’s in the driver’s seat. “It is nice to see you again. Miss Hantā seems really fond of you.” The older man comments sincerely, starting the engine up and heading off.

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@AHuntersLegacy And just thirty minutes before their agreed time, a limo would pull up on the street, opening its door only when Rayna came into view.

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

@FinnishHer Maya nods, taking a moment to twirl the weapons in her hands, getting used to their unique weighting and feel.

Once she’s done, as NiCO requested, they go right back into the suitcase. “Can they be modified?”

[Maya Hantā @OnisBane]

This was a little new to the young Hantā. She’d never outsourced weapons production to another organisation before. It brought a level of insecurity to her; not in her own actions, but in the trustworthiness of the company she’d organised the endeavour from.

That - @FinnishHer