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"...Mirror, Mirror, On the wall. Who is the Fairest of them All?"
https://op-piratenation.rpg-board.net/t5893-revolution-task-attempt-on-life-000001
Aurum sat in a bar in Mock Town. One of many on the island of Jaya. Truth be told, this was her first time in the Pirate’s Den. And was probably her last. She had many contracts she had to take care of while she was here. And she rather she get them over with quickly rather than later. Looking at the small note in her hand which gave her a name and a small picture of the person she was suppose to be taking out she would laugh. The egotistical look on his face made her realize that he was probably full of himself. So, if she didn’t kill him in his sleep then he would try to plead with her to let him live, but of course none of that was happening today. Looking at the candle on her table, she would sit the paper on top of it. Catching a glimpse of where the man was located before it burned away into crisps.
She had on her trusty duffle bag which was full of her assassin items. No one questioned her as she walked in. Hell, no one even knew of her name, but when she put on the cloak. People would come to realize that she was the Assassin of the Revs. Her fingers would begin to move quickly as she thought of her knew assignment. She loved to kill people. Though, she hated it when it was an assignment. Seeing as she couldn’t play with them. Sighing, she would get up off of her stool and walk into the ladies bathroom and go into a stall. Locking the door behind her, she would begin to empty the items from out of the duffel bag. First was the cloak, which was wrapped over her katana. Then there were all the other necessities. Though, she really only needed her katana for this one.
Proceeding to change. It was a quick process seeing as she simply through the armor over her thin dress. She would take the baby doll shoes off and throw them in the trash can as she put on the cloth like ninja boots. Looking at the small opened window which was at least 7 feet from the ground, she would nod. Throwing the duffle bag in the sink. She would turn on the hot water as it would begin to pour into the bag and soon flood the floor of the bathroom. Backing to the door she would come into a halt as she pushed the trash can in the middle of the floor. Mentally, her mind would count to five as she would break into a sprint. Her left leg step onto the top of the garbage can as she would propel off of it into a superman fly right into the window that was opened and outside.
Seeing the ground, she would come to a tuck and roll as she looked up at the night sky. Her contract was suppose to be in the most fancy hotel on Jaya. And apparently he had rented it out for the week. So, this would be slightly easy. She had seen a hotel when she was first came in and it was lined with precious metals. That had to be the one which he was located in.
T2 | Revolutionary | 0000 |