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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2014 16:16:10 GMT -5
Jun 3, 2014 16:16:10 GMT -5
lately i've been thinking that everyone's insane,  Ellis didn’t know a whole lot about his target, honestly- mostly because he just didn’t want to know. The blonde didn’t particularly enjoy assassination jobs, but every once in a while he would pick one up when he needed the cash badly enough. His specialization was information gathering, not killing. However, he could make due. This particular job was incredibly tricky as well, as it entailed killing someone within Blasphemy. It was incredibly dangerous and he knew it, which was why he was currently taking the precaution of sneaking around in the air ducts to get to the back storeroom where this guy supposedly worked. The cracks in the ducts letting small amounts of light in were keeping him from losing his mind at the moment, as he harbored a rather unfortunate fear of the dark. At the moment the blonde wore his contacts instead of glasses since he was worried about them falling off, and he dressed in tight clothing as well so it wouldn’t easily snag on something- dark in color to reduce the chances of him being spotted, too. Ellis even wore a black beanie hat and gloves as well as a mask that covered the bottom half of his face. He definitely didn’t want to be recognized here, especially considering that this place owned where he worked across the street. A belt held the tools for this mission as well: a screw driver, a combat knife, a couple smoke bombs, and a silenced pistol in case things went wrong. He was being careful, not wanting to screw this up and end up getting himself killed. Everything was going as planned at first, up until he heard someone else scuffling around in the ducts as well. It felt like his heart dropped to the bottom of his chest as he froze for a moment before slowly moving forwards and checking his corners carefully, adrenaline suddenly pumping through his veins. He drew out his knife as well, keeping it grasped in one hand as he crawled along as quietly as he could manage. He was half tempted to just back out of there while he still could, but he didn’t want this person to catch him from behind either. lost their minds out in the world |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2014 17:01:21 GMT -5
Jun 6, 2014 17:01:21 GMT -5
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Tobias Warner. Age: 38. Height:6'2". Weight: approx 190 lbs. Lower middle class. One divorced wife, one current. Three children. Decided to make the unfortunate decision to blackmail some very powerful, very vengeful people to help make ends meet. He would die by assassination tonight.
Az scuttled through the air ducts of Blasphemy wearing dark, conservative clothes and a gas mask covering his face. The only identifying feature left exposed was his bright crimson hair, short clusters haphazardly peeking out from under his mask and hood. He hadn't expected to run into anyone -- at least, not in the air ducts -- but he could definitely hear someone else's movements traveling parallel to his own. Well that was certainly interesting. There was a very limited number of reasons why anyone would be crawling around up here, after all.
Az had a good idea of how the ducts were all connected, so finding the other rat pattering around this metal labyrinth just felt like a game of "hunt the deserter" he used to play in the underground caverns of Drascovia. Assuming a sound originated from the location that your ears thought it was coming from was deceiving and inaccurate; you had to consider the angles of the bouncing sound waves to truly understand your surroundings. The scuffling was getting louder. The other would also likely realize that Az had stopped in his tracks. The only question now was if the other checking above him.
Poking his head down through the junction in the vents, he stared straight at the stranger through the lenses of his mask. Blue eyes. Probably male. One of Az's gloved hands shot towards him, but it wasn't holding anything; their only intent was to grasp and cover the fabric where the stranger's lips should have been. "Shhhh," was the only thing he vocalized, using a controlled, hushed tone. The last thing he wanted right now was for their cover to be blown by a criminal who couldn't handle his own nerves. Sure, it'd be entertaining for a little while, but then he would have to deal with an angry employer and increased security measures. That was hardly ever a fun time.
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