hello there..(tag izaya)

It was rare that he wandered out here, but he had managed to "convince" one of the smugglers to tell him where he had his shipment stored and how could he not be a good samaritan and fetch it for them. He skillfully hopped about the garbage and looked around him from the top of his heap. He noticed something not quite ordinary. White hair? He grinned mischievously and stealthily maneuvered over to the person. Once he had gotten close enough, he said, "You know, its awfully dangerous around these parts."

He looked down at her, giving her a condescendingly disbelieving look. He skillfully made his way down the trash heap until he was on level ground with the newcomer. "You know, I want to believe you, I do really, but seeing as you seem to be lacking any form of protection…" he said approaching her boldly. "or weapon for the matter…" he stopped once he was within arms distance of her before shrugging and clicking his tongue. "I'm going to have to be a little bit wary of you."

He hummed thoughtfully, moving to circle the woman slowly. The raven looked like he was analyzing a meal, with his eyes narrowed slightly and a smirk slowly splitting his face in two. "Dangerous, no, but my! Aren't you intriguing." he mused aloud.

Izaya continued to circle Kida, his eyes flicking to each and every thing about her. "Isn't it obvious? Your bizarre white hair, obviously foreign clothing, your slight accent. You're an interesting woman." He rubbed his chin in thought.

Finally deciding to break the personal space bubble, Izaya crept up and propped his elbow on her shoulder, leaning on her slightly. He grinned impishly and looked closely at her. "And where exactly are you from, if I might ask?"

He raised an eyebrow, his smile dropping. He never understood it, but he always could tell if someone was lying to him, or at the the very least hiding something from him. "Call me crazy, but something tells me that's not the whole story, my dear." he said dangerously.

He stood with his arms stretched out, shrugging slightly. "Hey, neither am I. I'm just looking for a bit of information. Maybe you could help me Miss..." He trailed off, his eyes widening in fake surprise. "Oh dear, it seems I don't know your name." He took the girl's sudden front of confidence to his advantage and looked straight into her eyes, his mutation silently grabbing a hold of her. "Hows about we start off with you telling me that, hm?"