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"Five men." I said to myself, I put the phone away and started walking. That was fairly easy. I head toward felk street and quickly find the warehouse, inside there was a very well polished desk in the middle of the dusty room, so out of place anyone would notice it, thast why the real documents where in the old beat up one next to it. I take out the dossiers and take a look. John Malcom, worked at Goin Place Inc. , travel company. Sam Peirce, worked for the C.I.A., enough said. Dillard Farnsman, Johnson David, and Justin Case, all worked for Grouppe Security, a rival corporation. Along with names was their business and home addresses. Atleast I was well informed on my targets. John Malcom would fall down four flights of stairs, being the only one that worked in a tall office building. Sam Peirce would be 'mugged' in the streets, you always had to be careful with the C.I.A. falling down stairs would seem too obvious for one of them. For the other three, a two story fall, suicide, and a dagger to the heart.

I walk through the town, it was dusk now and the air glimmered with the neon signs and lights of the large city. The jobs had been succesful, even got an extra four thousand dollars from mugging the C.I.A. agent, not like I was going to through the thing in a dumpster somewhere. Suddenly my phone buzzed, taking a deep breath of the cool fresh air I picked it up. "Hello again."

Well that was nice, I thought as I hung up the phone. I go to the right spot and find a sleek VRSC Night Rod with a brief case attached to hit, I open it up and find the money in unmarked bills. Nice. I drove home and decided to take the rest of the day easy. Assassination was tiring.

Hands on her hips the young woman stared proudly at her new endeavor, a Bar. She had traveled many worlds gaining the knowledge she learned she lacked after her battle with the Wolfgang clan. She had met many races but felt there was more to learn. What a better way to meet people then a bar.
She wore a simple black button-up blouse, with black jeans. Her Straight red hair framed her face giving her an almost innocent appearance. According to her heritage she should have wings and a halo, but she preferred to keep them hidden and stay inconspicuous. She pulled out her keys and opened the door she wanted one last look at the places before the employees and customers came and messed anything up.
She greatly preferred an old fashioned theme, she chose one from the 18th century of the planet. The lights were mini chandeliers, the walls covers in a brown and purple floral pattern. Each table had two large armchairs on either side. At the far wall was the actual bar, they could get their drinks then relax in luxury around it. For those who enjoy sports, there was a wall with six miniature tvs built in all playing different sports networks, and headphones so as not to disturb the other customers.
She hoped the weird old fashion ambiance of the place would attract other immortal beings. A few beers should provide knowledgeable conversation.
She got behind the bar and poured herself a drink just as the employs and her two first customers arrived.


reminder: since in the last story we went our separate ways, she may remember you Vincent but you won't remember Kahlan.

He looks interesting she thinks to herself as she purposely walks over to him to see if he needed a drink or two.
"Hello sir, welcome to Shurka, we have classic beers, new age and can mix you up your own specialty what would you like?"
She waits patiently for his reply give him a once over, He's has an outerworldly vibe, but looks human enough...

I walked into the bar and sat down next to a man with dark ebony skin and silver hair, even more interesting where his bright lilac eyes, almost flourescent. "Intersting apperance you have there. What...race are you?" I was bored, and this seemed an interesting fellow. I shifted my hat up a little to get a better look.

I look up at the man who had sat next to me. Hmph another human. This city was crawling with them. Oh well it was to be expected. " It should be obvious. I'm a Drow." For a human the poor sap wasn't all that ugly. "So what makes you think you have the right to sit next to me human?" I smirked as i made the comment.