Whatever It Takes~
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Thread Topic: Whatever It Takes~
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Akio was already in the party, wearing a black tuxedo. He was on the lookout for the man he was sent to kill. He couldn't seem to find him anywhere. He wondered if he was gonna show up.
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Giovanni stood before the building, his eyes narrowed. He was a fan of parties, but this made him uncomfortable. There would be dozens, maybe even a few hundred, at this party. Adjusting his tie and smoothing out his tux, he strode across the lawn, smiling at the guard posted. As soon as he was let inside, he began his search for his target. Dresses, tuxes, wine, incoherent chatter. Yes, he was certainly uncomfortable. He wondered if his boss would kill him for grabbing a drink while on the job.
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(Bump for @Ello)
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Johnnie?)
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In a couple hours if he doesn't go I will)
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(Jeez, I've been sleeping. One of yall could've messaged me or something s---)
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James looked around the room in disgust. Although it didn't show on his face, he really just wanted to hurry up and get the hell outta here. Everyone, in their suits and dressed. Bleh! He just wore his jacket, which surprisingly didn't bring any attention to him. He just kinds stood there. He spotted his target, and watched her closely. She was pretty cute, however, someone one said "All good things must come to an end "
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Mila walked through the crowd, grabbing a glass of champagne from a waiter while darting her eyes around to look for her target. She finally spotted him, after ten minutes of walking around. He fit in perfectly, but Mila knew better. He was planning on blowing up the building and himself just to kill one of the senators from the white house. Mila walked towards him with a big, fake smile. He was on the balcony so it wasn't nearly as crowded as inside. Mila stopped beside him and set her glass on the metal rail. "Don't like being inside?" she asked. He smirked but didn't turn to her. "Nah, I just like the stars. They're beautiful, don't you think?" Mila nodded as she slipped a small dagger into her hand without the guy noticing anything. Time for him to die before anything happens.
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Bump)
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Bailey slowly made her way to her target. A young man. Bailey knew why she had to kill him. He was an abuser. To his wife . His wife's father worked in the CIA and ordered Bailey to kill him. She flirted a bit, complimenting his outfit. She then said "Let's talk privately , shall we?" The young man nodded. He was quite handsome, noted Bailey. She had her hand on her machete tightly,smirking .
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"Now, if you don't mind, I have a party to go to." Dawn told him with a smirk. Then she pushed him off her sword and cleaned off the blood before looking at her blood stained outfit. "I don't suppose you have anything for me to wear do you?" Dawn asked the dead body casually. She walked over to the closet and smiled. Looks like he had some dresses that he saved for some of his victims. She took a nice red dress ( out and put it on. It made her white hair stand out nicely. "Thanks! Your a life saver! Oh, wait. You're dead." Dawn mocked, letting her hair loose of its ponytail before putting her clothes and hair elastic into her purse.
The next part of her mission was to avoid getting caught by the gang when they came to see that their boss was dead. So she snuck out of the room and headed for the party in the building, stopping only to use one of the fountains to clean off blood on her skin. Then she entered the party and, needing to blend in, looked for a partner. -
Akio soon found his target, exiting the room with a girl who looked a lot like Selena Gomez. He knew he had to stop him before the building blew sky high. Killing all those innocents, just to eradicate one US Senator, it made his blood boil that one would stoop so low.
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Giovanni decided that a drink wouldn't hurt anyone. He walked over to one of the butlers walking around, casually taking a glass off of the silver tray and bringing the liquid to his lips. It was disgusting, but it was enough to bring him mild excitement. And, lucky him- his target walked before him, donned in a shimmering golden dress. She appeared to be dancing with an important looking man. Should he ask her to dance? He supposed he could, but he didn't dance. He leaned against a pillar of the building, forming a scheme on how he'd kill this woman.
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James looked watched his target, who was dancing with the President. She was going planning on skinning him, eating his internal organs, and chewing on his bones. He looked around while keeping an eye on his target. There was a few shady figures, so he stuck his hand in his pocket. He sent a text to the field department, asking of a scan.
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(Bump)
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