The Flaming Wombat II

[Crumlark]

The Darkroom see's its first light in ages, accompanied with a hassled looking man with his hands tied behind him, a slim woman follows the sound of his pathetic wimpering. The door closes, a loud conversation and a small scuffling could be heard outside, it abruptly ends when a sharp crack fired into the air. The door shifts slightly and then opens. Slightly bloodied, Joesphene Mottle walks out of the Darkroom, carrying a 8mm pistol in her right hand. The door squeaks with age and lack of maintanance, then falls off it hinges as she slammed it shut. Walking out of the empty building that once was a bakery, she walked towards The Flaming Wombat, applying a deep red lipstick and pulling on a grey trenchcoat, almost entirely changing her appearance. As a worker of the Crumlarkian R.E.D. D.O.T. squad, she was the offical assassin for Sarah Lark herself, and she enjoyed the position, throughly. Today, she has only one main target, killing the talking fox and all evidence of its existance, with specific orders of leaving no witnesses. She countinued towards the audiable target, putting her handgun in her coat, reaching for her grey and superflourusly decorated purse.

[Inkarzikan]

*is still collapsed and unconscious*
*mouth words "Banana"*
*jumps up*
Hello.