The day started off as usual for Rika, having a few envelopes stacked in one hand, she took the elevator down the stairs that led to the mail room at the back. The room was small, just a few square feet with various shelves and cabinets and a few small paintings hanging on the wall to keep it from looking too bland. "Rika-san, good morning!" Rika smiled at the girl. The postmaster wasn't feeling all that well today, considering his old age, so he sent in his granddaughter to fill in. The teenager was in the art gallery more often than she should be and practically works part-time with her grandfather in the mail room so the art director didn't have a problem having her in. "Good morning, Lisa-chan. I hope your grandfather is recovering well." Rika stepped in the room, handing her the mail that was due today. "Yeah, mother said his fever has gone down." Adjusting the baseball cap she wore, the teen got to work, filing through the respective cabinets looking for the appropriate stamps. "Well, if you need anything, I'm a call away." Rika made her way out of the office "And feel free to walk around the gallery when you're bored. But I guess you already knew that." With a nod from the girl, Rika gave her one last smile before she made her way back to the elevator. "Oh and Rika-san!" Lisa called out to her from the office door "Shizuo-san came in today looking for you." The woman quirked a brow. "He wanted to meet you at Russian Sushi for lunch, or something like that." That was odd, Rika thought. Usually he'd leave her a text or give her a call, anyway the director seemed to have things under control so it wouldn't hurt to enjoy her lunch break today.

Ikebukuro was bustling as always with the general populace weaving against each other by the sidewalk as cars whizzed by in the high way. Rika's heels clacked in the pavement as she walked with the crowd's current, deciding against wearing her office jacket since the weather was warm enough today. Shiinamachi, her hometown a bus stop away from Ikebukuro, wasn't as crowded nor as busy as this one but she grew to like living here, the art gallery and Shizuo being the top two reasons. Screams and roars could be heard in the general direction of the Russian Sushi snapped Rika out of her musings.

A loud "I-ZA-YA!" followed by a cackle was heard as she got closer and she sighed. The informant and her were on good enough terms, being paired with him in various science projects made her well acquainted of his tendencies when they were in high school and he seemed civil enough when they cross paths sometimes in her daily errands so she didn't completely have anything against Izaya, but then again she never stopped her partner from letting his anger show, intervening only when she deems him too injured to continue or when civilians were involved, so Rika wasn't quite sure what her relationship to the man was.

"Rika! Is good to see you." A dark skinned man approached her as she entered the war zone. Simon, the Russian Sushi owner, gave her a stern pat on the shoulder as she greeted him "Simon-san, it's good to see you too. Mind if you fill me in?" Rika chuckled, noticing a few street signs askew marking the presence of her boyfriend. "Izaya was being a dick again, that's all." A third voice cut in. Rika looked behind Simon to see a lithe young woman around her age approach them from inside the restaurant. "Shikyo, you're here." Rika said in mild shock. The lady and her hadn't talked very much in their younger days at Raira but they weren't completely strangers to each other. She was a good friend of Shizuo's, Rika recalls, and her boyfriend occasionally checks up on her when could but that's pretty much it, as far as Rika knew. She never had the heart to ask. "Rika. Good to see you're doing well." Shikyo nodded to her when another explosion happened in the distance. "That stupid shit." Shikyo huffed and sprinted towards the ruckus without a word to either of them. After a moment of silence between Rika and Simon, the latter spoke, "Want to have sushi while waiting for Shizuo? Sushi good!" Rika chuckled, "Yeah. Sushi sounds lovely, Simon-san, thank you." Rika walked into the restaurant speed dialing Shinra to get his medical supplies ready. A usual day for Rika.

I'm sorry it took so long and I'm sorry I might have possibly murdered your OCs.
Lisa © alwaysblu
Shikyo © Itachi-Uchiha-lover