As Atsuko leaned against the wall, eyes fixed on the hole Calypso had just slipped through, the sound of muffled voices and haggling of prices floated up through the dusty air. Her brow furrowed, curiosity piqued as she wondered how someone as skilled as Calypso managed to infiltrate the heavily-guarded black market. She knew the code to access the secret entrance wasn't something to be taken lightly, and the encryption made it virtually impossible for anyone without clearance to crack. And yet, here she was, walking among the crowd with an ease that only came from having done it before.

Atsuko's eyes narrowed, studying the scene before her. The air was thick with tension, and the sounds of weapons being haggled over could be heard on almost every corner. People dressed in every manner of clothing, some masked, some not, moved quickly and quietly, their eyes darting around the crowded stalls. She could feel her instincts tingling, alerting her to danger lurking just beneath the surface, waiting to strike.

But why had Calypso risked coming down here? And who was she with? The questions swirled in Atsuko's mind, her fingers instinctively tightening into fists as she felt herself getting drawn closer to the edge of caution. She needed answers, but first things first - she needed to know exactly where Calypso was headed. With a quiet sigh, Atsuko pushed off from the wall, disappearing into the shadows as she followed after Calypso, determined to uncover whatever secrets lay within this treacherous underworld.

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She didn’t notice she was being followed until the crowd grew uneasy, the hushed whispers and the wide berth they gave the enforcer. She was an outsider in more ways than one down here, no mask, a uniform, and enhancements that looked too perfect and legal.

She cursed silently, taking a sudden series of sharp turns. It was funny watching her shadow seem to look bewildered, as if she hadn’t realized all this was down here. Well, she supposed the upper class didn’t know about lower class dealings, but she assumed the police had much more preparation. Seems not.

Calypso strayed from her usual paths, maybe causing a few turf wars here and there. Eh, it was fun sometimes. The chaos she could spread just by waking somewhere, though she really needed to offload everything she stole today. Ugh.

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As she ducked into a narrow alley, Atsuko flattened against the wall, letting the darkness swallow her. Her gaze never left the figure before her, who seemed blissfully unaware of the tail. She watched with a mixture of fascination and caution as Calypso led her on a wild goose chase through the winding tunnels beneath the city.

With each turn, the chaos intensified, the air thickening with the acrid scent of smoke and gunpowder. Atsuko's eyes flickered, her fingers resting on her belt as she contemplated her next move. She could wait for Calypso to make another mistake or simply take her down right now, but something about the situation niggled at her. Maybe it was the fact that Calypso was so far removed from the usual scum that roamed this underbelly or perhaps the way she seemed so carefree amidst the chaos, but Atsuko couldn't shake the feeling that this woman was more than just a common thief.

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