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"And if that doesn't work out, which I highly doubt, take a job as a chef. You seem to be at home with cooking." Melanie said finishing up. She brought the plates to the dishwasher, "Thanks for the food." She took a sigh, "Amnity, your life always seem to be around guns and violence. Does it ever get tiring? You have another friend who's a mercenary, Zazhi's freelancing, you're planning to work at a gun shop...."

Just then, a white bird flew in through an open window and dropped a note in her hand. "...And I just got an assignment..." She sighed and quickly read the note. The usual. She walked over to the window, "Well, I wish to stay longer and get to know you better, but I've got to go. I'll see you the day after tomorrow." She said giving a small salute with a closed eye smile, "See ya." She jumped out the window, following the bird, disappearing from view.

"Well, I'm done." Zahzi said, placing his plate in sink before washing it.
"Would you like me to come with you when you talk to him..?" he asked, looking at her.

Zudah stood up and did the same, before walking towards the door.
"Well, I'd best leave...I have to deal with some public ordinance tomorrow..."

"I'd say drive...And safely I will add." Zahzi said with a sigh.

Zudah just held out a hand in notification before exiting the apartment.

"...Not much of a talker, is he?"

Bob opened the door to his gunshop. "Hm? Do you need something lil' lass?"

"But I- I have-" Bob decided not to argue. "Alright then..." He did know her, and she knew Amnity, so he had to trust her. He got into his car, a bit hesitant, but drove away.

She locked up the shop and exited through a back door. She easily tracked down the two other men she was sent to kill. Turns out, they were high off drugs and were out on the streets attacking innocent people. They were just about to aim for some hobo when Melanie walked down the street, "accidentally" bumped into one of the guy's shoulder, and kept on walking.
"Hey girlie," he said grabbing Melanie's shoulder and spinning her around, "You should apologize."
"But since you're so cute, I forgive you." he said with a smirk "You can make it up by playing with us.
"Oh I'll play all right." she said as she looked around. Empty. She sent him flying with a left hook and the other one through a wall with a kick to his stomach. She jumped up to meet with the one flying. She grabbed his shirt and threw him right next to his buddy. She then went up to them and flicked them both in the forehead. Both of their eyes rolled back into their head, body limp, dead. "That's what you get idiots." she said dusting off her clothes.
She ran back to the benefactor to recieve the payment.
"Well done." He said approaching her with a suitcase. "I remembered you cash only policy." He said holding the case out.
Melanie walked up to him and took the briefcase, checking to see if the money was there. Positive that it was there, she went up to him and asked, "Anything else?"
"Be ready to help raid the gunshop. You're going tomorrow."
Melanie scowled and punched him in the eye. He staggered back, hand where his eye is. "What the F***!!!" he screamed.
Suddenly, three heavily muscled men came charging out of nowhere pulling out guns. Melanie easily evaded them.
Melanie walked up to the employer, kicked him hard in the stomach, delivered a deadly blow to his ribs. "You'll be dead within an hour or less. Savour the pain." she said smiling.
She then turned around to deal with the thugs. "I'll make it quick." she told them. She manevered around the firing bullets and brought out her gun. She swiftly fired three shots, each hitting the head. The three thugs lay dead on the floor. She stuffed one hand in her pocket, and walked out, briefcase in hand, over to the shop. "I better find him and tell him it's over." The sun was just rising as she sent an animal to her apartment with the briefcase. She walked back to the gunshop, hands in pockets, wondering where Bob could've went.

"Bob's always open." Amnity said, stepping out of the apartment building. She walked onto the streets, her hands in her pockets as she headed to Zahzi's black mustang. He was driving...Though she personally thought that they would get there faster if she drove. "Do you remember where his shop is?" She asked.