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Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
730
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Agita
Volume 1
Chapter 1:
"Get your shit together. The plain leaves in an hour and a half." I ordered, sluggishly glancing over at my new 'partner', someone I... wasn't looking forward to working with. No particular reason concerning him, but only because I preferred to work alone. Oh well, I've dealt with worse. "You think you're fucking hot shit, don'tcha?" he spat out in return, glaring at the lanky figure (me) standing before him. Shun was the guys name, a new assassin in these parts. "Don't think you can go bossing me around just 'cause everyone thinks you're so damn special." he barked, noticing that he was obviously one to easily become irritated. Oh, this was gonna be just peachy. And who said I was special? "Just calm the fuck down and get ready, okay? If you're gonna get bitchy like this every time I say something, I'll just save myself the trouble and kill you now." I grunted, rolling my eyes and walking out of the room before he could say anything back to me. Not saying I can't tolerate someone like him, but I don't want to be late for the plain because of that guy.
Shun was a pretty big guy. Standing somewhere over 6'0" and weighing god-knows how much with a dark tan. Not saying the guy is fat, but he has a rather macho-looking and built figure- which sometimes can be a negative thing in the assassination business, leaving it harder for him to move as quick. Black bangs fall sideways down into his eyes, hair wildly sticking out in different directions and reaching down to the base of his neck in length. Piercing blue eyes were hidden beneath his bangs. His clothes, right now, were nothing fancy. Dark jeans that looked a bit too big on him, with a loose white muscle top.
Shun, was as red as a cherry, flushed and frustrated in result of his new partners attitude. He could tell working with her wasn't going to be as easy as he had planned.
People know me as Kurenai. I fled from Japan and moved here to the US and became an assassin when I was eleven, all a week after I killed my father. I got the money to get here by selling my body. I do not mourn over my past, and I have no reason to keep the truth from anyone. Yes, I did kill my father, and I plan on killing every other human-being with the same blood as me. Why, you ask? Because I want everyone related to me and my father dead; I want our whole family erased completely. I rarely have sympathy for anyone or anything- and yeah, I'm probably the most angst person you'll ever meet.
Some say I look frail. I'm skinny and pale with a lanky figure. I'm tall and sometimes appear sluggish to people. But being so small and thin helps me move around a lot more quickly, and it isn't like I'm starving myself to look skinny, because frankly, my appearance is insignificant to myself. My hair is light brown, just like my fathers (unfortunately). I don't do a lot with it, so it usually looks messy. It is cut into I don't know how many choppy layers, and bangs fall down into my eyes. My hair reaches down a little past my shoulders in length. And an odd thing about me, I have heterochromia- different colored eyes. One of my eyes are blue and the other brown.
The reason Shun referred to me thinking of myself as 'so damn special', is because I'm quite known around these parts. I'm nineteen and the youngest top-ranked assassin in the United States of America. I don't want a title and I don't care if people think I'm special. I became an assassin so I can kill people, not to get high ranked titles on how good I am.
"Nyaaaaaaw~ Good luck on the mission, guys! I'll especially miss you, Sweety~!" Jennifer chirped happily, clinging to my arm playfully while rubbing her cheek affectionately into my shoulder. "Sweety?" Shun muttered to himself, arching an eyebrow curiously at the 'so-called' boss and head honcho of the assassins located here. Like I said, Shun was new to these parts, and he only met Jennifer yesterday. "She's weird." I replied dryly, pulling away from Jennifer's nonsense and heading towards the door. "Let's go." I said. "Awh! Always so grumpy, Kurenaaiii~" Jennifer said, her expression one of mock-sadness. Jennifer was definitely an oddball, but was still one hell of an assassin. Shun stood dumbfounded for a moment, until I motioned for him to follow.
This was a pretty big mission I'm being sent on. It's also taking me back to where I'm originally from- Japan. Shun just got here from Japan yesterday, to bring me there back with him since we were paired to go on this mission together. The only reason Jennifer chose me to go with him is because my ethnicity is Japanese, and I blend in better then any other American assassin would. But I don't know a lot about this mission, and more details will be given to me once I get down there. Why they didn't just pair him with an assassin from Japan, I have no idea. And I really didn't care, either.
This was giving me the perfect chance;
the perfect chance to finish what I've already started.
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Name: Kurenai
Gender: Female
Birthdate: December 29th 1989
Age: 19
Ethnicity: Japanese
Occupation: Assassin
Preference: Unknown
Name: Shun
Gender: Male
Birthdate: October 7th 1986
Age: 22
Ethnicity: Japanese
Occupation: Assassin
Preference: Heterosexual
Name: Jennifer
Gender: Female
Birthdate: January 29th 1984
Age: 25
Ethnicity: English
Occupation: Assassin (Boss/Head honcho)
Preference: Homosexual
Volume 1
Chapter 1:
"Get your shit together. The plain leaves in an hour and a half." I ordered, sluggishly glancing over at my new 'partner', someone I... wasn't looking forward to working with. No particular reason concerning him, but only because I preferred to work alone. Oh well, I've dealt with worse. "You think you're fucking hot shit, don'tcha?" he spat out in return, glaring at the lanky figure (me) standing before him. Shun was the guys name, a new assassin in these parts. "Don't think you can go bossing me around just 'cause everyone thinks you're so damn special." he barked, noticing that he was obviously one to easily become irritated. Oh, this was gonna be just peachy. And who said I was special? "Just calm the fuck down and get ready, okay? If you're gonna get bitchy like this every time I say something, I'll just save myself the trouble and kill you now." I grunted, rolling my eyes and walking out of the room before he could say anything back to me. Not saying I can't tolerate someone like him, but I don't want to be late for the plain because of that guy.
Shun was a pretty big guy. Standing somewhere over 6'0" and weighing god-knows how much with a dark tan. Not saying the guy is fat, but he has a rather macho-looking and built figure- which sometimes can be a negative thing in the assassination business, leaving it harder for him to move as quick. Black bangs fall sideways down into his eyes, hair wildly sticking out in different directions and reaching down to the base of his neck in length. Piercing blue eyes were hidden beneath his bangs. His clothes, right now, were nothing fancy. Dark jeans that looked a bit too big on him, with a loose white muscle top.
Shun, was as red as a cherry, flushed and frustrated in result of his new partners attitude. He could tell working with her wasn't going to be as easy as he had planned.
People know me as Kurenai. I fled from Japan and moved here to the US and became an assassin when I was eleven, all a week after I killed my father. I got the money to get here by selling my body. I do not mourn over my past, and I have no reason to keep the truth from anyone. Yes, I did kill my father, and I plan on killing every other human-being with the same blood as me. Why, you ask? Because I want everyone related to me and my father dead; I want our whole family erased completely. I rarely have sympathy for anyone or anything- and yeah, I'm probably the most angst person you'll ever meet.
Some say I look frail. I'm skinny and pale with a lanky figure. I'm tall and sometimes appear sluggish to people. But being so small and thin helps me move around a lot more quickly, and it isn't like I'm starving myself to look skinny, because frankly, my appearance is insignificant to myself. My hair is light brown, just like my fathers (unfortunately). I don't do a lot with it, so it usually looks messy. It is cut into I don't know how many choppy layers, and bangs fall down into my eyes. My hair reaches down a little past my shoulders in length. And an odd thing about me, I have heterochromia- different colored eyes. One of my eyes are blue and the other brown.
The reason Shun referred to me thinking of myself as 'so damn special', is because I'm quite known around these parts. I'm nineteen and the youngest top-ranked assassin in the United States of America. I don't want a title and I don't care if people think I'm special. I became an assassin so I can kill people, not to get high ranked titles on how good I am.
"Nyaaaaaaw~ Good luck on the mission, guys! I'll especially miss you, Sweety~!" Jennifer chirped happily, clinging to my arm playfully while rubbing her cheek affectionately into my shoulder. "Sweety?" Shun muttered to himself, arching an eyebrow curiously at the 'so-called' boss and head honcho of the assassins located here. Like I said, Shun was new to these parts, and he only met Jennifer yesterday. "She's weird." I replied dryly, pulling away from Jennifer's nonsense and heading towards the door. "Let's go." I said. "Awh! Always so grumpy, Kurenaaiii~" Jennifer said, her expression one of mock-sadness. Jennifer was definitely an oddball, but was still one hell of an assassin. Shun stood dumbfounded for a moment, until I motioned for him to follow.
This was a pretty big mission I'm being sent on. It's also taking me back to where I'm originally from- Japan. Shun just got here from Japan yesterday, to bring me there back with him since we were paired to go on this mission together. The only reason Jennifer chose me to go with him is because my ethnicity is Japanese, and I blend in better then any other American assassin would. But I don't know a lot about this mission, and more details will be given to me once I get down there. Why they didn't just pair him with an assassin from Japan, I have no idea. And I really didn't care, either.
This was giving me the perfect chance;
the perfect chance to finish what I've already started.
------
Name: Kurenai
Gender: Female
Birthdate: December 29th 1989
Age: 19
Ethnicity: Japanese
Occupation: Assassin
Preference: Unknown
Name: Shun
Gender: Male
Birthdate: October 7th 1986
Age: 22
Ethnicity: Japanese
Occupation: Assassin
Preference: Heterosexual
Name: Jennifer
Gender: Female
Birthdate: January 29th 1984
Age: 25
Ethnicity: English
Occupation: Assassin (Boss/Head honcho)
Preference: Homosexual