"Your mission here is quite simple," began Cole. "Simply exterminate the head chairman that controls the factory near this location. anda need to do this with stealth and with haste; if anda are spotted, it is in your own hands to escape." Richi looked at Cole with disbelief. "So anda expect us to sneak into this factory, assassinate the man who controls the building, and then sneak back out before anyone sees us?"
Cole looked at the blonde with a face plastered with mockery. "And here I thought anda had at least above-par intelligence. Seems like I was wrong if anda need your instructions told to anda twice."
Richi looked back at the seemingly-smug brat with no emotion. "I expected something more. If this is all anda need, then we'll be back in about an hour." Cole leaned back against a tree, crossing his rather bony arms. He gave them a rather creepy smile and replied, "Have fun."
Without a change of emotion, Richi motioned to his partners and began to walk towards the direction of the factory, which was towering above forest with a sinister look. "Did I say anda could leave, anda moron?" Richi turned back to Cole with his glare back on his face.
"I'm sending someone with anda to make sure you're on task." Valeriya looked at the greasy kid with an eyebrow raised. "What, anda think we're gonna chicken out? Though I'm not sure why we're even doing this for you," Val went on, glancing at Richi, "we'll do what we're assigned."
Cole ignored her and motioned for his "spy" to come out. Instead of stepping out from the darkness behind him, the contact fell out of the treetops and landed on his toes crouching, his face hidden with a hood. "Meet Cain Haythem." Cain winced at the mentioning of his name, but did nothing but pull down his hood.
Cain was roughly 18 atau so, with rather bored eyes and dark, blood-red hair. His jubah was a dark grey, but as he pushed back his jubah slightly, the glint of two short daggers shone through, serrated and ready to use.
Richi's face hardened as Cain glanced in his direction. "You." Cain snarled. " I have to work with you?" Richi glared back at the red-haired teen before turning back and walking towards the factory, the two girls running to catch up.
Cole looked over at his employee. "You know the blonde?" Cain pulled his kap, hood back on. "Yeah, I do. From the old days."
Cole looked at the blonde with a face plastered with mockery. "And here I thought anda had at least above-par intelligence. Seems like I was wrong if anda need your instructions told to anda twice."
Richi looked back at the seemingly-smug brat with no emotion. "I expected something more. If this is all anda need, then we'll be back in about an hour." Cole leaned back against a tree, crossing his rather bony arms. He gave them a rather creepy smile and replied, "Have fun."
Without a change of emotion, Richi motioned to his partners and began to walk towards the direction of the factory, which was towering above forest with a sinister look. "Did I say anda could leave, anda moron?" Richi turned back to Cole with his glare back on his face.
"I'm sending someone with anda to make sure you're on task." Valeriya looked at the greasy kid with an eyebrow raised. "What, anda think we're gonna chicken out? Though I'm not sure why we're even doing this for you," Val went on, glancing at Richi, "we'll do what we're assigned."
Cole ignored her and motioned for his "spy" to come out. Instead of stepping out from the darkness behind him, the contact fell out of the treetops and landed on his toes crouching, his face hidden with a hood. "Meet Cain Haythem." Cain winced at the mentioning of his name, but did nothing but pull down his hood.
Cain was roughly 18 atau so, with rather bored eyes and dark, blood-red hair. His jubah was a dark grey, but as he pushed back his jubah slightly, the glint of two short daggers shone through, serrated and ready to use.
Richi's face hardened as Cain glanced in his direction. "You." Cain snarled. " I have to work with you?" Richi glared back at the red-haired teen before turning back and walking towards the factory, the two girls running to catch up.
Cole looked over at his employee. "You know the blonde?" Cain pulled his kap, hood back on. "Yeah, I do. From the old days."
