Closer

6

Chapter 6: The Meeting

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The smell of smoke and fruity drinks, accompanied by the clinkering of coins slotting into machines, made up the atmosphere of Flores Casino. The reason James was here, however, wasn't to enjoy the fun and drunk air of the setting- rather was here to discuss a certain weapon he had so keenly wrapped around his finger.

A cigarette lay out between his slightly chapped lips, and momentarily forgotten as the figure he was oh-so waiting for appeared in front of him.

He was young, that's for sure. Silver hair gleamed under the casino lights, a black hoodie and jeans to match his short height. His attire was no where near appropriate for the setting, but the way he carried himself let out a 'I don't give a fuck' vibe about him that James took a quick liking to.

"You seem too young for this kind of job, no?" James nonchalantly asked, taking a long drag from his cigarette.

The younger chuckled, taking a seat as he said,      " And you seem to old to ask for my services."

James whistled lowly, feigning hurt. "No need to hurt my feelings kid. Although," he lightly tapped his cigarette on the rim of his clear, glass cup, the ashes falling silently into the drink, "in my position, you would be doing the exact same thing."

"And what is your position?"

James cleared his throat, sitting up while propping his elbows on the table. His suit covered elbows slightly pushed his cup forward, the glass sliding a few centimeters towards the edge of the table.

"What if I were to tell you that there is a certain human being that is a threat for all of man kind and could kill us all with just a..." he paused, pushing his glass cup with his elbow, causing it to fall off the waxed table with a crash that seemed almost silent in the loud casino, "touch of their skin. Would you believe that?"

The latter raised his eyebrows at the question, warily eyeing the broken glass right beside his worn converse. He was prepared to be bored of the conversation after seeing how old he guy was, maybe in his 50s. But, the sound of someone that may just be like him, someone using their powers to threat human kind, raised his interest.

"I'm listening."

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