•Adomania
The sense that the future is coming sooner than before
"You make me want to break down everything I've worked for," he said as he back away from the girl.
"Then tear it all down and build what you want," she said lunging forward and grabb...
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Seonghwa was worried. Extremely worried.
"So your saying Jongho kidnapped you and brought you to the capital," he said, "as a job?!"
Chaerin only nodded.
"That's your target then," Seonghwa said looking at her as he scanned her arms for any sign of a bruise or scratch. When he checked her hands he noted her knuckles which were a bit banged up from punching Yeosang.
"Chae," he snapped looking up, "what's this from?"
"I punched a guard on my way escaping," she said covering the fact that Yeosang was there from Seonghwa.
Chaerin had seen his files and notes on Yeosang when she would go in to help Seonghwa with certain things. She needed to protect him. Just as he needed to protect her. The deal went both ways.
"So when do I take out Jongho," Chaerin asked leaning over his desks, Seonghwa smacking her elbow off, making her fall and bite her tongue.
"As soon as possible."
(Jungwoo: ASAP, As soon as possible!)
So Chaerin had stalked Jongho. She followed him to god knows where. And when the time was right, she threw him at a wall without hesitation and advanced.
Of course she had her Assassin clothes on, all black, a hood, and her mask, and was geared up. In no way was she nervous.
Jongho immediately knew he was screwed on the other hand.
He had sweatpants and a baggy T-shirt on with socks and sandals. And his only weapon was the stack of files in his hands. In short terms, today was most likely going to be his death day.
The young boy quickly raced up and got into his stance while Chaerin just stood still with her feet slightly apart.
She drew her Katakana's and raced forward aiming for Jongho's gut when he slid out of the way and behind her attempting to backhand her. Chaerin ducked and swept her foot out, Jongho sloppily toppling to the ground with a grunt.
"Sorry kid," she said as she hovered over his shivering body. "An orders an order."
And with that she brought her swords down.
Well tried to.
A force behind her was holding her hands back and yanked them over her head while Jongho jumped up and quickly took rid her of her weapons while her restrainer held her back.
