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Kylie Jean Mariner
"Let's not get too sure that there is a mission," Kylie stated. "Could just be some of the Boss's paperwork. You know what's he like, with his boring diplomacy and stupid desk jobs-"
The door flew open with a sudden bang, and with another instance of "speak of the devil," the Boss arrived in the room. Tall, muscular, and with neat black hair and a handlebar mustache, he looked rather well despite his growing age. A crisp black suit covered his body, which for the members of Night Raid was nothing new. He was always formal, diplomatic, and polite. He glared at Kylie, who shifted to escape his evil eye. Then, with a shift of personality and a hearty laugh, he waved at the members of Night Raid.
"I trust you're all doing well," he said courteously, laying the manila folder that he was carrying down on the table. "I overheard you talking about the mission later today. I'll disclose the details later, but it can never hurt to give you the run-down on your own mission."
He placed the thinnest folder on the kitchen table and opened it up. "Your target is Buta, an oil merchant living in a manor not far from here. While he isn't directly associated with the Empire, he is a cruel human being that is known to murder salespeople tat disagree with him. Bribery allows him to stay above the law, but he will soon learn that fate catches up fast."
The Boss closed the folder. "As usual, we wait until night to strike, so you have plenty of time to prepare before we convene to execute our plan. Don't think this is an easy assignment just because you seriously botched your last mission. Buta has his own personal guard stationed at his manor. He's no pushover when it comes to security."
The Boss turned to leave. "I'll be waiting at the meeting table at 7 o'clock sharp. Don't fail again," he said with a wink, before leaving the kitchen.
Once he was out of earshot, Kylie sighed. "He's been like that for the past month. We have to nail this mission, or I swear." She cracked her neck. "I'm going to go run and get changed. Anybody up for a quick sparring match afterwards?
Nothing serious, I don't want to beat any of you guys up too badly," she said with a playful wink.
@Blackened World @grandia20 @SpawnMeme @Shadow Daedalus
"Let's not get too sure that there is a mission," Kylie stated. "Could just be some of the Boss's paperwork. You know what's he like, with his boring diplomacy and stupid desk jobs-"
The door flew open with a sudden bang, and with another instance of "speak of the devil," the Boss arrived in the room. Tall, muscular, and with neat black hair and a handlebar mustache, he looked rather well despite his growing age. A crisp black suit covered his body, which for the members of Night Raid was nothing new. He was always formal, diplomatic, and polite. He glared at Kylie, who shifted to escape his evil eye. Then, with a shift of personality and a hearty laugh, he waved at the members of Night Raid.
"I trust you're all doing well," he said courteously, laying the manila folder that he was carrying down on the table. "I overheard you talking about the mission later today. I'll disclose the details later, but it can never hurt to give you the run-down on your own mission."
He placed the thinnest folder on the kitchen table and opened it up. "Your target is Buta, an oil merchant living in a manor not far from here. While he isn't directly associated with the Empire, he is a cruel human being that is known to murder salespeople tat disagree with him. Bribery allows him to stay above the law, but he will soon learn that fate catches up fast."
The Boss closed the folder. "As usual, we wait until night to strike, so you have plenty of time to prepare before we convene to execute our plan. Don't think this is an easy assignment just because you seriously botched your last mission. Buta has his own personal guard stationed at his manor. He's no pushover when it comes to security."
The Boss turned to leave. "I'll be waiting at the meeting table at 7 o'clock sharp. Don't fail again," he said with a wink, before leaving the kitchen.
Once he was out of earshot, Kylie sighed. "He's been like that for the past month. We have to nail this mission, or I swear." She cracked her neck. "I'm going to go run and get changed. Anybody up for a quick sparring match afterwards?
Nothing serious, I don't want to beat any of you guys up too badly," she said with a playful wink.
@Blackened World @grandia20 @SpawnMeme @Shadow Daedalus
