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On the walk, he considered this news that not even Sully knew what was going on.  This meant a rogue element.  Someone who was acting outside of the confines of the rules.  Not that there were really any rules.  But this was an act of aggression by someone they did not know.  This frustrated Miguel.  It meant more work and the potential for more things like this to be handled.  This meant more of the community paying for something they never started.  He kept to himself, following behind the boss.

They arrived at the Flying Lotus and were ushered into a back area.  Someplace private and safe.  Miguel found an area where he could stand and watch so as to not be in the way.  He leaned against the wall, relishing the violence happening to this monster who believed himself justified.  It was exhilarating watching the man get his just desserts.  The only drawback was that Sully was a very straightforward man.  He was keen to get the job done, quite possibly because time could very well be of the essence in this case.  The torture ended much too soon for Miguel's liking.  The threat of pain was just as important and nothing was more lovely than slowly taking his time with a victim.

Miguel inclined his head once he had his orders and watched the boss leave the room.  With a sadistic smirk on his face, he approached the body and began the work of making it as easy to move as possible.

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The work was completed and done with a certain air of elegance if he did say so himself.  Body parts were marred to avoid detection and spread through areas of Lisden.  They would have a hard time connecting anything to the Unseen.  That was, if they ever found the parts to begin with.  He stopped home briefly to change.  His clothing dirty from his work at the fire and from the body disposal.  Miguel could not stand being dirty.  His new clothing consisted of a pale cream button up, dark blue vest and matching trousers.  He opted only for his watch, leaving all other adornments aside since the weather was so warm.  The button up was left open a few buttons down and exposed a bare, bronzed chest.  The sleeves were rolled up in an attempt to keep cool.

Miguel walked the familiar path from his home to the Flying Lotus.  This place was like a second home for him, he spent so much time there.   
 He had to support Espie after all.  Even if he had a certain amount of disdain for her occupation.  He approached the bar, taking a seat next to Sully and grinning.  [color=9e0039][b]"I apologize deeply for the delay.  I am all yours, what may I do?" [/b][/color]