Post by Chairman Magnus Dunderson on Aug 27, 2013 14:52:16 GMT -5
Mugnus was walking in the streets of the low fortress very few would have imagined the chairman himself putting his own person…but this required the utmost discretion AKA no one able to send info how this happening. The meeting place was set all he needed was to wait and not too long her had to wait for a couple of muggers to try they luck at him, a shot in the shoulder of one of them without hesitation was more than enough to persuade them to not even try. Another ten minute passed in the solitary street before his contact came by, they talked for a minute about the paid for the job and how the hitwoman was going to find Magnus and not otherwise. After paying the contact Magnus left the dark streets in hope he wouldn’t have to wait too much.
Sometimes a man does not sell his soul for profit. Sometimes it’s just to not lose everything.
Post by The Widowmaker on Sept 5, 2013 5:55:49 GMT -5
The Next Night
From the darkness within Magnus' own home molten golden eyes appeared, they shifted about studying the surroundings of the room Magnus was in as he slept. Blue skin melted from the shadows as Evelynn made her presence know with a loud crash, knocking something over to wake Magnus as he slept. She smiled, her fangs showing unnaturally clear in the dark contrast of the room, "Wake up little man." She cooed, "I hear you have a job for me..." In an instant the soft tone vanished, replaced by a sinister hiss, "It had better be worth my time... I don't like being mucked around."
She slowly made her way toward Magnus' bed where he slept, a sadistic glint in her eyes.
Post by Chairman Magnus Dunderson on Sept 5, 2013 17:35:13 GMT -5
Magnus suddenly woke up and saw “her” the perfect assassin her preens only was almost overbearing, just like while talking with the mad chemist or the mad general, only by behind around them one would feel small and taken back by the pressure if you weren’t used to it. Thought it would be worse to those not sensible enough about the raw gap in “power” between such monsters and the common folk “I don’t know if it’s what you would consider worthy of you…but I need this job to get done and I know you are just the best there is.” He said raising up from the bed then it hit him…he was wearing his mask “shit I hope I don’t get too nervous and get myself killed” he thought. “There is this political figure he has been pressuring me to take action about Zac’s vigilantism and that’s something I can’t do for the good of Zaun but seeing the support he has gotten for every single corrupt figure backed up for some criminal I have my hands tied…when it comes to using “legal” means.” “The job is well paid as for the “challenge” I think he contracted some mercenaries to guard his back nothing you should be able to handle easily as for the paid…just say what you want I will do anything in my power to get it for you.”
Sometimes a man does not sell his soul for profit. Sometimes it’s just to not lose everything.
Post by The Widowmaker on Sept 18, 2013 7:54:51 GMT -5
"Oooh?" She let out a light hum, the interest seemed to ignite a sick glow in the Widowmaker's eyes, her lips pulled back into a grin, "Mercenaries?" She chuckled, they would be nothing. She would easily be able to slip past them, "Give me a name, dear, I'll make your dream of pain and death come true." she then took a single step toward Magnus, biting her lower lip with an almost seductive stare, "Payment? All I wish is a single payment, I know who you are and what you can give me... When I want it, you will do what I wish, deal?"
She held her arms behind her back and leaned forward, an eyebrow raised curiously, "Hmmm~?"
Post by Chairman Magnus Dunderson on Sept 19, 2013 23:44:53 GMT -5
The cruel grin yet seductive in her lips and the glow on her eyes didn’t go unperceived yet he proceeded fully aware of the situation. “Deal” he replied flatly he had been fully aware that the pay and conditions to get her to work for him even if just once would be something outside the usual bag of gold. “His name is Jan Komme the direction of his house can be found in the paper on that table” he said pointing to a nearby table to Evelynn.
Sometimes a man does not sell his soul for profit. Sometimes it’s just to not lose everything.
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