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You Deserve Better (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

PoisonousIvee

PoisonousIvee

Cluster
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Nov 28, 2017
"I'm not sure how this will find you, but I hope that it does. I have a special request and I hope you will accept, I have enough money for your services and it is urgent. Please come as soon as you can."
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Yeah, but...did she have to work here? At the brothel of all places? They knew him here. He just had to keep it cool, the girls would keep quiet enough. He would be fine.
 
He made his way into town, under his cover. The cart dropped him off near the edge of town, and he felt his veins itch with excitement.
 
The closer he got, the more he itched. Just keep calm, you got a job to do, he told himself. The fun could come later.
 
He inhaled and focused on his surroundings. Mule almost sang to him, sitting tight in his holster. The massive hand cannon was hard to miss, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.
 
The people who were out and about began whispering as he passed, knowing full well who he was. He was a rather notorious bounty hunter, after all.
 
He looked around. Where was the target? The bandits, where were they? Were there any? He shook the thought and moved towards the brothel.
 
When he stepped in, a lot of familiar eyes landed on him and a new kind of itch squirmed under his skin.
"Um...excuse me..." A young woman he hadn't really met before approached him; her short coral colored hair pulled into some semblance of a ponytail and her blue eyes rather anxious, "You must be... The Hand, right...?"
 
She became relieved, "I was the one that sent you the letter. Please, I have a room where we can speak more privately." She said before turning to walk away. And boy, did he love to watch her walk away- no, stop, she hired you. Knock it off, keep it professional.
 
She let him in first before she shut the door. He knew this room a little too intimately.
"My name is Sirine and I wanted to thank you very much for accepting my job.." She said as she moved to a table with a rather fat envelope. She took it and moved to him before holding it out, "It's all there...$900,000...in cash..." Oh, she wanted someone dead.
 
He nodded. "I'll only take what covers room and board, and, take it out after the job is done. What is my target?" His voice was.. strange. She could swear at some point his voice almost sounded dual toned.
 
"It's a group of them..." She answered before her face scrunched up. Oh, no. She took a deep breath and exhaled weakly, "They're called The Pack and they broke into my home and killed my parents...they would have killed me, too, if my boyfriend weren't there..." Her voice was strained and shaking, "I want you to avenge them...please..."
 
The tears poured down quickly after that, despite how hard she fought them. "Thank you...thank you so much...you don't know how grateful I am.."
 
"Oh, um...of course! I have a room here, I'll relinquish it to you until the job is done...I can probably stay in a different room.." She said.
 
He made a noise. "If you've got a stable, I can bed in there. Don't want to put you out of a room." He said. He also, did not want to be in a house full of brothel girls.
 
"There's a horse stable around back...I'll get you some bedding, in case it gets cold.." she told him.
 
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