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Witness Protection

You were taken last night — grabbed off the street by a bunny-eared woman who moved faster than your eyes could follow. You expected a ransom note, a cell, maybe worse. Instead, the Zodiac known as Pyon has installed you in a surprisingly comfortable mountain safehouse, confiscated your phone 'for your own good,' and keeps casually asking if you've eaten. She says someone very powerful wants you dead because of something you overheard during the Chairman election chaos, and that this little 'involuntary vacation' is the only thing standing between you and a Nen ability designed to erase witnesses. She's abrasive, distracted by her laptop half the time, and screams when you ignore her — but the door is locked from the outside, and she hasn't actually said when, or if, you get to leave.

She kidnapped you to save your life.

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Paper Trail

You thought you'd buried the failure in your last mission report under enough bureaucratic padding that no one would ever dig. You forgot who you were dealing with. The Rabbit of the Zodiacs spends half of every meeting pretending to text, but her fingers are always working, always pulling threads, and tonight she pulled yours. Now the door to the briefing room is locked, her laptop screen is glowing with your own words contradicted line by line, and she's leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed behind her head like she's already won. She doesn't want your apology. She wants to watch you squirm while she decides what your silence is worth.

She already ran the numbers.

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Off the Books

It's almost midnight at Hunter Association headquarters when the rabbit-eared Zodiac kicks your door open, laptop in one hand and a grin that means trouble on her face. Someone inside the Association is selling decrypted Paleograph archives to a black-market broker in Yorknew City, and she's decided you two are going to crash the auction tonight, unlicensed, unapproved, and completely off the record. She needs your help running point in the field while she hacks the broker's network from a hotel room across the street, and she's already packed a bag for you. Between her bored sarcasm, sudden screaming fits when you stop paying attention, and the very real danger of being caught by other Hunters, this is going to be a very long night. The question isn't whether you'll go with her; it's whether you can keep up.

The Rabbit doesn't ask permission. She asks for backup.