Talk:Kunoichi/@comment-26219553-20150414083803/@comment-25720867-20150414132208

After having read the letter: "What kind of sick mother fuc-"

- SATURDAY NIGHT -

She begun having slight feelings of remorse regarding her choice. This new target made it all the more easier for his assassination to occur, considering that he moved out of the city into this shack in the forest. A small shack with a single room, and a convenient hole in the roof for her to sneak in and through which she could observe the guard. He had been laying on a bed, unmoved, for nearly two hours now. He had brought nothing with himself, other than his shirt, his trousers and boots; of which were resting at the side of the bed.

His choice to come here could only be one of two things. Either it was a trap, or he definetely agreed to abbandon who he is and start a life allongside her. Might have been the ladder all things considered.

She wasted not one more moment and entered, her stealthful arrival going by unnoticed by the guard's senses. He still stood unmoved and she began boiling at the tought of being joinned with him. She brazenly disgarded her weapons, getting closer and closer.

She began by touching his right arm with her palm, slowly but gently dragging it across his. Her body was heating up fast at the mere unison of their skin. And she was happy...

It grabbed her; his left held on to her hand, proving that he is awake. With the speed of thunder, his right hand revealed the fact that there was a sharp object potruding through her chest.

She jolted back at the first sign of pain, and the guard got up, staring at her. Her eyes let loose rain drops, as they watched their final sight.