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Post by Rex Ryder on Dec 30, 2012 14:02:51 GMT -5
Rex, while cruising around on his motorcylce through the big city, was looking for his latest target. He had been an assassin for a while now and was really getting into the swing of things. He didn't sharp shoot or poison your beer bottle or any shit like that - he just sliced you open with the katanna strapped on his back.
He had gotten his latest assassination request from some some fat ugly bitch on Craigslist. Apparently her husband had been cheatin' on her with some young broad - but who'd blame him? Rex would've left the cage a long time ago if that was the ball and chain holdin' him back. So now he had go find this unlucky dirtbag and chop him into mincemeat.
He just hopes he doesn't run into any trouble on the way.
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Post by Aurelio Gavin on Dec 30, 2012 22:09:04 GMT -5
Aurelio didn't just go out during the night. He patrolled around on his bike from time to time during the day, but didn't often wear the suit. Hell, he didn't even at night, even if it would help him invoke the Batman image.
For now he drove around, spending some time seeking out trouble, though he would be done with this soon.
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Post by Rex Ryder on Dec 30, 2012 22:15:28 GMT -5
Rex stopped at a stoplight when he noticed some guy on a bike next to him.
"Hey you!" he called out to Aurelio over the hum of their engines, "Wanna race?"
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Post by Aurelio Gavin on Dec 30, 2012 22:17:13 GMT -5
"I'll pass," he told the other man.
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Post by Rex Ryder on Dec 30, 2012 22:19:11 GMT -5
"Ah why not? Scared you'll lose?"
He then made some chicken noises in order to bait the guy into racing him.
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Post by Aurelio Gavin on Dec 30, 2012 22:23:29 GMT -5
He let out a short laugh, "You amuse me, but no. I'm not the type to do that."
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Post by Rex Ryder on Dec 30, 2012 22:29:06 GMT -5
Rex shrugged his shoulders, "Whatever man. It's cool."
The light turned from red to green as Rex revved up his bike.
"Well i gotta to go kill a guy now. Catch you later."
He stomped his foot on the gas and sped off.
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Post by Aurelio Gavin on Dec 30, 2012 22:30:39 GMT -5
Well, if that wasn't going to do it, nothing would. He waited, and then followed, making sure to keep some distance.
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Post by Rex Ryder on Dec 30, 2012 22:35:51 GMT -5
The target's brickhouse of a wife had given the guys whole schedule to Rex. He took out the note from his jacket and read through the list while doing his best not to crash into anything.
"Hmmmm. Says here he should be getting off work in about five minutes. The asshole works at the Home Depot a few blocks over. Ugly wife. Crap job. Man this guy will be begging me to kill him!"
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Post by Aurelio Gavin on Dec 30, 2012 22:37:21 GMT -5
Aurelio kept some distance behind, watching. He'd react, instead of act. Unless it couldn't be avoided.
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Post by Rex Ryder on Dec 30, 2012 22:41:54 GMT -5
Rex parked his car right in the Home Depot parking lot. He had a picture of the guy (wasn't much of a prize either) so he'd recognize him as he soon as he walked out. He did some stretching before leaning back against some soccer mom's van parked next to him. Now all he had to do was wait a few more minutes.
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Post by Aurelio Gavin on Dec 30, 2012 22:42:53 GMT -5
Aurelio got off his bike and walked around a bit, staying behind some cars, enough cover to hide himself as he watched and observed.
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Post by Rex Ryder on Dec 30, 2012 22:59:34 GMT -5
Rex looked at his wristwatch, "Geez how long do i have to wait for this guy? What, is he taking a shit or something?"
Rex sighed in relief when his short, round hairy target stepped out of the front door, still in his Home Depot uniform.
"Who's he been cheating with? A blowup doll?"
Rex walks right over to him, not even gonna bother with that stealth shit, and proclaims, "You're a lying cheating bastard and your wife hates you. Prepare to die."
He unsheathes the katanna on his back and prepares to strike.
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Post by Aurelio Gavin on Dec 30, 2012 23:00:42 GMT -5
Aurelio ran forward, his suit appearing as he revealed his belt. He pulled his helmet on, leaving the mouthpiece off since he didn't have the time to snap it in. Instead, he drew his Ridol and threw it forward, lashing out with the whip to stop the sword arm.
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Post by Rex Ryder on Dec 30, 2012 23:06:42 GMT -5
"What the hell?!" he proclaimed as some nutjob in a costume grabbed his slashing arm with a whip, "Little early for Halloween isn't it?"
"What's going on?" cried the sniveling man before him, "Who are you people?!"
"Shut it you!" Rex barked, "I'm an assassin here for the 5K on your head!"
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