Vesta's been busy last month, more than the last two thousand years combined. She's been flying from a crisis to another, helped by the fact that she can't get tired.
This is the first time she's had some time for herself. Legs crossed in the lotus position, floating a foot off the ground, looking at the ball of fire standing before her.
Someone knocks at the door.
Max Black turns his body into x-rays, walks right through the door, and turns back into flesh and blood. This is the first time he's been into Vesta's apartment, so he looks around.
He's seen hotel rooms that felt more alive than this: every single piece of furniture looks brand new and never used. There's not a single personal object anywhere.
Vesta shrugs.
Max is about to rebut, but he's interrupted by an artificial female voice:
Vesta answers, putting her feet back on the ground and making the fire disappear.
A few minutes later, Vesta is floating above Noriko's clothes. They're just laying on the floor, above the wires and cables connected to the Heart of the Universe.
There's a few seconds of silence.
Vesta finally says.
Tokyo Imperial Hotel
When he turns human again, Max would be impressed if he ever bothered to watch international news. Only the biggest names of Japan's politics and finance are here, which means Max doesn't recognize anybody.
He also doesn't understand a single word anyone is saying, except the guys with sunglasses that are shouting orders and pointing guns. Bodyguards are the same anywhere.
The woman is holding a champagne glass and is standing next to the Prime Minister. She's wearing a black evening gown and she's the most beautiful woman he's ever seen.
Nobody dares to say a word.
As Max follows Leiko, he finds it strange that nobody is following them. He's concentrating on her, however; not only on the fact that she's insanely hot, but that she doesn't have the slightest trace of an accent when she speaks English.
Leiko turns to look him in the eye. She doesn't move a muscle on her face, but it's enough to send shivers down his spine.
The two have reached the destination: an hotel room on the floor just beneath the party. Leiko doesn't waste any time to complete her story, and Max is suddenly less interested in her body and more on watching his own back.
Leiko smiles. It's the scariest smile that Max has ever seen.
Max is crawling on the floor, feeling more pain that he'd thought possible. The Core is hitting him with some kind of energy that prevents him to turn into radio waves and escape.
Leiko sits down, crossing her legs. She looks like she couldn't care less if Max died right now.
Luckily the Core tones down his attack, and the pain becomes slightly bearable.
The intensity of the energy increases again, and so does the agony. Max is shaking violently, his skin on fire and his brain full of jackhammers. Leiko is still sitting, calm and collected, watching him die painfully.
Quantum stands proud in his energy form, ready for anything. Leiko stands up, fixing her long black hair.
Quantum clenches his fists, looking into Leiko's cold eyes. And then he disappears in the blink of an eye, causing her to come very close to smiling.