Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2013 23:24:09 GMT -5
He stared down at his latest kill, a sigh escaping his lips. Really, this was getting too easy. Though he was a mercenary, he thought that eventually his reputation would get him better, harder jobs. Not easy kill jobs that left him extremely unsatisfied. He stopped at the thought, his hand moving to his cheek, though he knew that outward nothing was there. Shaking his head, he wiped the blood from one of his swords before sheathing it on his back. Its twin sat under it, unused.
Reyn ran his hand though his raven hair, looking around before he headed out once more. There was no use standing around some unused warehouse. He knew why he had hesitated at the thought of a challenge. It was stupid really. He was no longer some teenager with a stupid dream. He was a grown man, faster, stronger. He could hold form longer then any other Dacian. He could hold his false form for days, weeks even. He was proud to know he accomplished what no other had. Yet he was bored.
He sighed, his hands in his pockets as he continued down the streets of the warehouse district, knowing that he wouldn't run into anyone else here. That was why he chose this spot for his last target. No one would find the body till later. Or till someone came looking for him. Probably his employer for this last job to make sure it was done. Its not like he could lie. He was forbidden to. He checked his phone for the time, cursing silently under his breath. It was probably time for him to start on his next target. With that though in mind, he put his phone away before setting off towards town.
Reyn ran his hand though his raven hair, looking around before he headed out once more. There was no use standing around some unused warehouse. He knew why he had hesitated at the thought of a challenge. It was stupid really. He was no longer some teenager with a stupid dream. He was a grown man, faster, stronger. He could hold form longer then any other Dacian. He could hold his false form for days, weeks even. He was proud to know he accomplished what no other had. Yet he was bored.
He sighed, his hands in his pockets as he continued down the streets of the warehouse district, knowing that he wouldn't run into anyone else here. That was why he chose this spot for his last target. No one would find the body till later. Or till someone came looking for him. Probably his employer for this last job to make sure it was done. Its not like he could lie. He was forbidden to. He checked his phone for the time, cursing silently under his breath. It was probably time for him to start on his next target. With that though in mind, he put his phone away before setting off towards town.
Jorlaxl, master of crane.