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Reply With QuoteJames nods to the clerk in thanks and heads towards baggage to get his things squared away.
As the assassin waited in Central Park his mind was calm. He stared blankly at the stars above and far away; from his expression alone it is usually impossible to tell what he is thinking, but now it is different… Totschlager is clearly reminiscent, sad, and regretful. These feelings alone weren’t even remotely close to pushing him to tears, they were just enough to change his expression from the closed off apathetic to the slightly serene look of his now. Who knows how long he sat there on that bench as the park emptied.
Suddenly his cell phone rang again, but this time signaling that he received a text message. Without looking he knew what it would say, “Proceed with the mission” written with words so long forgotten that only a very small handful of beings alive knew. At the same moment Viper’s agents would be giving the okay for John to move his way to the park. How would they give him the message, the assassin pondered.
James nods to the clerk in thanks and heads towards baggage to get his things squared away.
Est Sularis oth Mithas
Going home soon.
I watched the stranger walk to his luggeage to settle down...I then watched others too...It was a habit of mine to do that...My way of trying to get to know a person...
We are affraid of losing controle...But why should you be affraid of losing it...While you didnt have it...
John ditched the car and walked in the streets wearing a black shirt, a black leather jacket, dark blue jeans, black boots, and a black cap, he even asked the clerk to give him a hair-cut and dye his hair black, John looked a little younger, trying to keep his age hidden, he kept the rifle under his jacket for protection, who knows who is gonna double across him, he accidently bumps into a boy carrying his luggage, "sorry" he said and continues wondering off to the park, while sightseeing, his phone begins to ring. letting it ring for a while, he finally answers the call, "Hello?"
The speaker on the other end spoke with a very raspy tone, maybe used by a device to mask his true voice. He spoke with a grunt, deep, and booming voice: "That kid just now, our agent, don't bother looking for him, he is a master of hide-and-seek. The kid stuck a photo of our agent that will pick you up, Totschlager; you've heard of him, I hope. You're the first outside our organization to know his face - memorized that photo and then burn it. He'll be waiting for you on a bench by the three sided pond."
John answered back in a low voice, "I'ver heard a behemoth known as the Dreadnought, but it killed me because it said I failed, I never failed anything yet." John hangs up and takes the photo and looks at carefully, he see's a arsonist show, spitting out fire, John tossing the photo at his spit, it burned the picture quickly, the host gave him a mad look expression, John made it to the park, he looked around and found a bench, he walked over and sat down and waited for this Totshlager,
Then I turned around and walked out into the city and wandered around...It was huge...I stood silently and let the wind blew a bit in my face....I sighed and walked slowly around to analyze the area....
We are affraid of losing controle...But why should you be affraid of losing it...While you didnt have it...
K-12 walked around in the city for a bit, he looked around, searching for somebody. He accidently bumps into a young female, "sorry I didn't see you there." he apologized quickly, brushing her shoulder off, he sighs and left her alone. K-12 sat at a nearby bench, then he got a call, "K-12, the investigator is dead and so are two guards, nomed failed to stop John, and now he's loose in the city. find him and bring him back." without an answer K-12 hangs up the phone.
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