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[ibn_la_ahad]

WHO: Altaïr ibn_la_ahad and Azula fatumpromaiesta
WHAT: Altaïr does the whole assassin thing. Azula does the whole patricide thing. You know how I roll.
WHEN: Backlog, set about a month before the zombiefest of '07.
WHERE: Crescent City's only fancy sushi place, basically because enclosed areas with folding screens are hot?
WARNINGS: Well ASSASSIN sorta sounds

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[fatumpromaiesta]

Azula knelt at the table perfectly poised and composed, a picture of grace and elegance and all that a girl of her breeding and status should be. When the dividing screen is opened to allow Altair to step in she hardly even glances up at him, giving him just enough to acknowledge his presence but nothing more. When he takes his spot across from her she's watching him, watches as he considers his tea for the briefest of moments before taking his sip. And only when he meets her eyes does she smile, her lips curling into an expression as sweet as antifreeze accentuated by the fact that she is watching him in such a way that it seemed she was looking down her nose.

A moment of silence passed between them before she finally glanced back towards the screen, double checking that it had been closed behind her guest - eavesdroppers were easy to deal with, but why waste the effort when it could be avoided - before speaking. "From your reputation, I was expecting someone a bit older."

[ibn_la_ahad]

With the casualness borne of experience, Altair managed to give a simultaneous impression of looking directly at her and yet still seeing everything else. The room was spartan - Asian chic. A hanging scroll, a folding screen. The girl made the place seem alive, but she was still just that. A girl. His lips did not curl into a sneer at her words, but only just. Instead, he made a steeple of his hands.

"My reputation preceeds me," he told her, arrogance and insolence both. She could look down on him if she so pleased, but that did not mean he couldn't speak the same. "Your expectations are foolish and unfounded."

He did not smile. It would have been a wasted motion, cheapening his sentiments, which he very much would not appreciate.

[fatumpromaiesta]

She didn't take well to the assassin's insolence, thin brows furrowing ever so slightly while her smile widened just enough to show a hint of teeth. However she is not so dumb as to say anything about it, or let it cause her to miss a single beat. She was not so easily tripped up, especially while sizing up an opponent. And it seemed he was already writing her off as a non-threat, something she could use to her advantage perhaps if the situation ever called for it.

"Perhaps. Now, I assume you know already what we're here to discuss?" She took a sip of her own tea finally, perfectly nonchalant. So they were discussing a hired kill; it's not like this was the first or last time she would do it.

[ibn_la_ahad]

In a reflexive mirror-gesture, Altair retrieved his tea as well, though he merely held it and did not drink. "- Assume nothing," he said bluntly. "Here, with no middlemen, tell me what it is you would have me do."

Not that the middlemen he dealt with made mistakes. They were as he was - assassins born and raised, and he would not rely on his brothers if they were not worthy. He just wanted to see if she had resolve enough to tell him herself. Many people did not.

So he took another sip of his tea and he waited. Patience is a virtue more often than a sin.

[fatumpromaiesta]

Keeping her cup raised to her lips, Azula watched the man from over the rim, studying him in a way not completely unlike a cat watching a mouse. He was testing her and she knew it, and honestly she did not mind. If she was to have someone do this she wanted them to be intelligent, after all, and she wanted them to have some nerve.

"Very well" She drank again, taking her dear sweet time as she felt out the situation as much as him, as well as did her act of the sweet, naive, concerned citizen. "For some time I have been hearing rumors about Senator Ozai. Dirty dealings, unexplained disappearances of people who get too close, including his wife. With a man so clearly dangerous, I feel it would be best for everyone if he is eliminated."