So what, if I'm bad? So what, if I get a little blood on my hands? It's more fun this way, isn't it?
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◘■◘■◘ “Creatures? You must be reading too much manhwa..”
Suppose now it would be good to question if the other was sane. Suppose she could blame Jin for hiring this kid. He was kinda an oddball from what she was getting so far.
“Well, you seem young and strong enough to help out. That’s the only reason I’m assuming you’d be picked.”
Admits the current shrine owner as she presses her finger to her lips in thought. Blinking as she glances back over towards the male.
“Though, I suppose I welcome is needed. I’m Eun Kyung.”
She bows before the other and rose slowly, awaiting the other’s greeting. Did he not know the customs as well?
[ ★ ]
Peering back, he grins.
“I refer to anyone that’s a target of mine to be a creature, whether they are or not;
to have someone put a hit on them, that means that they do not appear human in the eyes of my client.”
So it was HIM who shoot? Damn, what a ‘great’ situation SHE was in. Pretty annoying, to be honest. The green haired woman sighed, indeed, she wasn’t DEAD. Sadly. The Immortal Witch couldn’t die like that, couldn’t die THAT easily. It was really SAD. Her only wish was to die. Simple, but HARD to achieve.
She stood up, brushing off the DIRT on her clothes. Ugh, the blood on her clothes wouldn’t come off that easily as she wanted to. Didn’t matter either way, she just needed to buy ANOTHER one.
‘ you can call me all you want. It was you who shot, am I right? ’ she didn’t need to hear his answer. She continued. ‘ you are too calm. Other people would certainly freak out. ’ C.C. smirked as she said that.
[ ★ ] “I guess I’m a freak, then!” The assassin gave a mirth-filled smirk, fang-like teeth shining a bit as he steps closer.
“I’ve had my fair share of oddities, so this really isn’t that much of a shocker for me.
Nice trick, though.
Do I need to try harder to kill you, or will this just not work?~”
Asks the female as she stares towards the ground, not caring about the fact that potentially scaring extra help wasn’t allowed. Still hearing that made her feel bad. Perhaps she should’ve spent more time in making it lively.
“What do you not like about it?”
[ ★ ] "’s not my type of place, is all; I’m used to louder environments, places with far more people and a lot less . …dead.“
He shrugs his shoulders, glancing around then up at the shrine.
”…’m still a bit confused about what I was called here for. Apparently, having ‘special’ qualities was enough for me to get the job, but…“
He turns around, raising an eyebrow, ”…are ya’ sure that there are some 'creatures’ you need me to take care of? Story seems a bit far-fetched.“
Just what was she supposed to do after witnessing an assassination? This wasn’t something she had to deal with before, nor was it something she knew how to react to. Maybe if she stayed silent, he wouldn’t notice her.
[ ★ ] “Huh, you didn’t take long for me to notice… I’m a little disappointed, not gonna lie.”
“Ne… why don’t you come out so I can see you fully?”
Someone shot her. What time was it? She lost the number of her torturing in all her life. And they called her an Immortal Witch. Everytie someone thought that they killed her, she is alive once again. Strange. But it was her curse. She wanted to die, but she couldn’t. That nun, her past, so much happenned her. She didn’t even remember her true age now. Such a pity.
She opened her eyes after awhile. C.C. sat normally, it was too obvious that she didn’t die. No one could break that circle of life, no one could break that ‘Geass curse’. Wha an idiotic child she was, trusting that woman. It’s the only face that she remembered.
But the main thing, or should she tell, a person, was standing not too far away. Red hair, golden eyes. Familiar? No, not at all. Just a young man. Did he saw her being shot? It would be a big problem, but she didn’t actually care. It wasn’t the first time someone saw her.
‘ care to join? ’ her sarcastic tone ould be heard pretty well, she didn’t try to hide it. ‘ or will just go away? you;d better do the last thing. ’
[ ★ ] Rubbing the back of his neck, the tall male steps out from the shadows, silenced gun being tossed up and down without a care in the world in his hand.
He was dressed in his mission attire and he rested one of his hands against his hip, a sympathetic smile on his face.
“Ah, sorry sorry; usually, people drop over and they don’t feel anything.
I guess you aren’t normal, huh?”
The ginger doesn’t move but he does grin, fanged teeth showing in the array of white.
“Come on, get up. You are not dead so you shouldn’t be laying there.”