You could see her flinch as pain shot through her, and she moved to gently rub her temples. Excusing herself from the table, I watched as she moved into the restroom. Standing from where I had perched myself in a dark corner of the tavern, I followed her. Entering the restroom, her groaning was barely audible. A feeble moan of pain, fast breathing between her exclamations of pain. She had locked herself in the stall closest to the door. I went into the stall beside her, and waited.
It didn't take too long for me to hear the thump I had been expecting. I unlocked my door before stepping up on the toilet and moving over the stalls wall, into her stall. Her body was slouched up against the wall, tipped over like a little doll. Her lifeless hazel eyes stared back at me as I took her purse from her cold hands. Taking the chip I had been assigned to retrieve, I casually unlocked her door and stepped out of the restroom, heading back to my table to pick up my bag, before exiting the tavern.
Another job done.
(If I do try turning this into a story, I'd be sure to elaborate on how they died, what the character did to kill them, etc. Keep in mind this is just to see how the writing style of it is. I think I'd keep the main character a mystery, for a little while, at least. Then maybe change to an employer's (or an accomplices?) point of view to show what the main character looks like, and how they go about doing things, etc. Or I could just make it a one-shot/short story. Please tell me what you think~!)
Queen Momo Ferno · Sat Jan 11, 2014 @ 04:31pm · 2 Comments |