[Thread]
Who: Azula bfieryprincess Nagi striginae
Where: Streets of the Abyss
When: Late at night
Summary: Nagi’s in the Abyss just looking around and the Princess is finishing up a job. Maybe shit goes down.
Rating: PG-13
Other: Um.
Just like all the other jobs this one was finished without a trace, mess, or clue left behind to determine who or why the killer did what they did. Everything in life had to be perfect and the job, no matter how mundane or tedious the task requested be done is, was no exception. Hell, especially the job was held to higher standards. Regular life was so boring. To say the life of a Princess was regular would be incorrect, but to her, it had become as mundane as the nine to five grind to the working class. Nothing good came out of it, nothing that could exercise her true ability.
Now this, this.. what she had just done, be it simple, truly exercised her talents. Sure, it was an easy target, but targets none-the-less. She had spent time, actual freaking time, finding out who they were and where they go and what they do and when they’d be sitting around like prey waiting to be slaughtered. What could have been as simple to a bullet to the head had to be executed elaborately. And by elaborately - disgustingly spectacular. Just earlier, her intended targets lay at her feet. Lined up in a perfect row. Like animals. To someone of another mind, a less sane one, the sight in front of her just a few moments ago could be described as art. To others, the work of a psychopath.
Since her job was finished and time was of the essence, it was only a matter of time before the bodies were discovered no matter how well they were hidden, she had to make haste and leave the place. She did so, member coat draped around her shoulders, a hat that served better as a hood covering her face to conceal her identity. Even though it was night no one needed to know that the Princess was running around the Abyss of all places. Maybe, on a bad day, a middle class section in Terra.. but the Abyss? That wouldn’t be good for her reputation.
Where: Streets of the Abyss
When: Late at night
Summary: Nagi’s in the Abyss just looking around and the Princess is finishing up a job. Maybe shit goes down.
Rating: PG-13
Other: Um.
Just like all the other jobs this one was finished without a trace, mess, or clue left behind to determine who or why the killer did what they did. Everything in life had to be perfect and the job, no matter how mundane or tedious the task requested be done is, was no exception. Hell, especially the job was held to higher standards. Regular life was so boring. To say the life of a Princess was regular would be incorrect, but to her, it had become as mundane as the nine to five grind to the working class. Nothing good came out of it, nothing that could exercise her true ability.
Now this, this.. what she had just done, be it simple, truly exercised her talents. Sure, it was an easy target, but targets none-the-less. She had spent time, actual freaking time, finding out who they were and where they go and what they do and when they’d be sitting around like prey waiting to be slaughtered. What could have been as simple to a bullet to the head had to be executed elaborately. And by elaborately - disgustingly spectacular. Just earlier, her intended targets lay at her feet. Lined up in a perfect row. Like animals. To someone of another mind, a less sane one, the sight in front of her just a few moments ago could be described as art. To others, the work of a psychopath.
Since her job was finished and time was of the essence, it was only a matter of time before the bodies were discovered no matter how well they were hidden, she had to make haste and leave the place. She did so, member coat draped around her shoulders, a hat that served better as a hood covering her face to conceal her identity. Even though it was night no one needed to know that the Princess was running around the Abyss of all places. Maybe, on a bad day, a middle class section in Terra.. but the Abyss? That wouldn’t be good for her reputation.