[ Mission Start: What's Best Left Unpaid 2/5 ]

”First up, Layland Scotts. Apartment Sector, Building 3, Room 108.” Lafey read from her phone's screen while walking in the direction of this man. Thankfully an arrow was present to help guide her to the apartment in question. Unison Central wasn't entirely an inescapable maze, but it did feel like it at times. She walked down the southernmost street and took a right by the center of town. It split ways but after a brisk five minute walk, took her before the rows of housing developments. Nothing too fancy but she wouldn't be caught dead in such an abode.

The creaky floors and run down nature of the building suggested that perhaps this wasn't the most financially secure part of town. But it mattered little. Money was money at the end of the day. Lafey casually stroke down the hallway while her weapon traced along the walls here. The tip of her baton didn't leave any noticeable marks, but jt certainly helped for the intimidation factor. Once present in front of the room, Lafey knocked on the door, three times in succession.

”Scotts, I'm here on E2C business, where's the money?” Lafey asked and no answer came. She waited for a few more seconds, then knocked again, harder this time. Still no answer. One aggravated groan later and this time, she didn't hold back, slamming the back of her fist down on the door as the impact echoed down the hallway. ”Open the fucking door before I break it down.” It was her one and only warning. Lafey took her time with preparing, even matching the gaze of an angry looking man who opened the front door to see what lied outside. She was already an angry looking woman, so much as somebody impeding her progress just made her all the more furious.

She raised a knee and the air and brought it against the door, then again, and then again. It had been about five times until the doorway shattered, allowing Lafey into the apartment. It looked about as nice as it smelled. Her gait into the living room was hurried and held her weapon at the ready. For every room Scotts wasn't in, another hole “mysteriously” ended up in his wall. This continued up until she found him cowering in the bedroom side bathroom. His terrified expression, while pathetic, made him an easy mark.

”Hello, Scotts. Let's have a little chat, shall we?”

Lafey stepped out of the broken down door, counting her meager earnings with a dissatisfied grimace. ”You're lucky I'm in a hurry today. Next time, I expect all of it in one swoop. And answer the door. It's unbecoming to keep a lady waiting at the door.”

Lafey's feels cracked against the floor as she made her way out if the apartment and pocketing the money she had “collected” from the man.

[ Mission Start: What's Best Left Unpaid 4/5 ]

"Alright, next up is Veronica Lassiter. Quite the bill on her tab." Her eyes lit up at the amount that she had been overdue with. Definitely something that "Let's go see what she's been up to."

Lafey walked along the concrete pathway just like any other day. For such a simple task, she was certainly getting her steps in. She took a quick break to sip down a black coffee on the way to her destination. Veronica's location in the phone app showed that she was in the business sector of Unison Central. It was a fancy and better name than "a bunch of dilapidated buildings that was once a finance business." Whatever it was, Lafey couldn't really care much, as they didn't truly matter in the long term of things. As long as Veronica was there, she had her reasons for going.

She stepped foot inside one of the towering buildings while on the hunt for her little payment princess here. Her location danced all around the area, up one floor, down another, dancing all around. Lafey couldn't get into any kind of read on where she was going to. Another turn down the hallway where she should have been and then...nothing. It was getting aggravating to keep playing this cat and mouse game. So Lafey decided to draw her out the old fashioned way.

She calmly came to the lobby of the 12th floor and set her phone down and walked around the corner, awaiting her prey. Her hand fell over her weapon while Lafey awaited the other woman to show herself. It wasn't a short wait, as after a few minutes, she heard the sound of somebody above her making their way to the lobby just as she was beginning to wonder about if Earth-chan could do delivery services for a cigarette. A woman wielding a spear came out of the ceiling and went down to stab the woman whom she thought was below. She descended to the floor while Lafey ran forward with a swing of her baton.

Veronica was smacked into the opposing hallway, catching her breath before launching into another scrap. She aimed to skewer Lafey through the side as she sidestepped the attack and and gave another swing of her mace at her target. Veronica slapped the weapon away with her arm with a pained grunt, while trying to shake Lafey off of the spear. Now disarmed, Lafey returned the favor to Veronica by throwing her spear away as well. Both women glared at one another, and the fists began to fly!

Five minutes later, Lafey stood over the beaten body of Veronica, with the money she had valued. One spit of blood from the mouther, she smirked at her opponent. "I do love a good fight. I'll keep you in mind if you want a rematch." She smiled, fetched her weapon from the hall and limped back into the elevator with several new bruises. Once the doors closed, Lafey felt her body just collapse to the ground on the slow ride down back to the ground floor.