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Placing his lit cigar between his lips with his right hand, Cepheus twirled his beretta around in his left. Allowing the smoke to fill his lungs, he sat for a second before blowing out slowly, the smoke filling the inside of the car without a way to escape. Each window rolled up and all vents closed.
Glancing down at his ringing phone, he pressed decline once seeing her name appear again. He knew she was probably terrified and panicking due to the lack of knowledge she had on his whereabouts, but he refused to hear her voice before doing this. Knowing it would take nothing for her to talk him out of taking the violent route, and for him that just wasn't an option anymore.
Running his tongue over his lips, he glanced out of his foggy window, taking in the building and the surroundings. Although he had no plan, which was highly unusual for him, he wasn't nervous nor did he feel threatened. He was well aware that he would probably be outnumbered depending on what exactly he was walking into, but he didn't care about the outcome of himself, as long as Cassia didn't get hurt in the process.
Pulling the cigar from his mouth, Cepheus raised his head to exhale once more, before clenching the beretta in his hand. Balancing the cigar between his fingers, he turned his car off completely and pulled the keys from the ignition, before opening his door. The area wasn't all that secluded, but it was closed off enough to where if he killed anyone outdoors, he knew he wouldn't get caught by random civilians.
Glancing up, he could see that two men guarded the front door. Both held large guns, and both a lot bigger than what he was. Their eyes stayed fixed on him, watching his every movement until he began on his way over towards them. He didn't tuck his beretta nor did he attempt to hide it, knowing he was already being seen as a threat, but it was more than obvious they knew who he was.
"Where you think you going with that?" One of them asked, gun drawn with their focus down on Cepheus'. Placing the cigar back between his lips, he took a slow pull with his eyes shifting between both men. They stared at him with clear fear coursing through them on the inside, while attempting to keep up the hard persona on the outside.
"Move out my way so we can make this quick and easy." Cepheus mumbled, tilting his head to the side a little bit. He was growing impatient by the second, watching as the two men turned to speak to each other, Cepheus only chuckling from how dumb they were.
Raising his beretta, he shot 2 clean shots in both of their heads, before either could even think to grab weapons to defend themselves. From their lack of attentiveness, he knew they were either rookies or just lacked skill. Telling him more than what he needed to know about whoever sat on the other side of the door.
