Flipping through her schedule in her BlackBerry, Prima saw how swamped she truly was. Being a loyal member to both Mobb Deep and L.O.V.E proved to be a tedious task. She had many tasks to do and projects to take on. She loved every minute of it though. As she continued to walk down the street she smiled at the thought of getting a break today. She wasn’t much for idleness but today was different. She had all her weapons on and was in her full battle kunoichi outfit she liked to spar with her friends and today she had done lots of that. It didn’t surprise her that no one looked at her strangely while she walked down the sidewalk. She was in a rather rough part of china town. Weirdly enough, Prima was quite fond of this area. Not only was it a place where nothing was the same when you came back, but it always proved eventful. “Beep” sounded her phone as she picked it out of his holder. Reading the screen she couldn’t believe it. Prima had totally forgotten about the battle she was to have with Agent Death or Death as she called her. Death was one of her friends she had lost contact with. After seeing her again the two caught up. Hearing about all the training that Death had been undergoing Prima jumped at the chance to have a battle with her. She was always looking for strong people and it was even better that it was someone she knew. Today though wasn’t the best of days, Prima was looking forward to having time herself. Realizing how late she was, Prima looked at the address of their battle place and began to run to it.
“That’s odd I don’t ever recall being here,” said Prima as she stopped in front of the building. It was large and hadn’t been used in a while. Opening the door Prima noticed it was a large warehouse of some sort. Dust and dirt littered the ground as well as scattered chairs and sparse tables. The warehouse had a main floor, which was spacious and supported by columns. Other than the scattered chairs and tables and the occasional random item it was rather open. Standing in the middle of the warehouse Prima got into a defensive stance. “Lets go Death, Sorry I’m late,” she called out as her voice echoed through the building.