[h3][center][color=gold]𝓛𝓲𝓪𝓶[/color][/center][/h3]

Liam sighed and shook his head. He almost felt bad, like he was taking advantage of someone. This woman had no idea what she had gotten herself into. It was just a talk, he understood, but she was probably afraid she would never leave the room, a not entirely unfounded fear, but he had no reason to murder someone just for being new to his world.

He noticed her face take one of dread, and sweat beginning to mat her hair to her forehead. Wow, he had never quite gotten a reaction like this from a client, a target maybe, but just a client? This could be bad, he'd driven her to near-hysterics, she could be afraid enough to call off the contract. Liam grinded his teeth behind his lips as he tried to think of a way to salvage the situation, but he seemed to have difficulty coming up with one. He was used to clients simply agreeing with his inflammatory rhetoric and paying far higher than they had expected. He couldn't intimidate her into increasing the payment. He'd have to... ask kindly, god, just thinking about it made Liam anxious, he was used to making people uncomfortable, not playing nice. He desperately thought of something else, but the only thing he could come up with was flirting, and he'd already burned that bridge.

Rubbing his forehead and grimacing under his hand, he took a deep breath in through his nose and opened his mouth.

[color=aba000]"I'm afraid that's not good enough, I'd be more than willing to reach a deal, but I need a higher bid,"[/color] he said as kindly as possible. God that sounded terrible, what was he thinking? 

[i]"Just kill her and go home, go to bed and forget all about it in the morning,"[/i] a little voice in the back of his head told him, his arm pulled up the dagger to waist-level, his eyes scanned her for veins he could slash and his knees bent in preparation...

but his ass was feeling rather smart today, and it decided that perhaps talking was still the best option. So it seized control of his mind and forced him to say the dumbest words he had ever said in his life.

[color=aba000]"Of course, for you, my lady, I can make a significant discount, perhaps, say... six hundred and fifty thousand?"[/color]

He could almost feel the shock permeating from the other assassins in the room. He had never EVER given ANYBODY a discount, ever, in his life. He could feel his last manhood forcing itself out of his bladder and down his leg, in fact he even took a step to check if it had actually happened.

Well, he had monumentally ballsed this up, though the last vestige of common sense kept telling him that he would still make assloads of money, he batted it away and mourned the loss of his personal integrity.