Dyelli Beybi wrote:Talion Union wrote:For the first time in a long time, Ulrich took off his mask, letting the iron headgear clatter to the floor, revealing the face of the now 36 year old assassin. "Its both." A smile spread across his worn face. He sipped the wine.
"And that." Alice raised her glass in a toast, "Is the perfect answer to that question."
She stepped forward, rising up on her toes to kiss the assassin on the cheek, "You look tired." she said, "Sit."
There was a plush couch next to the chair Alice had been in before both of which were arranged around a polished wooden coffee table. She curled up at one end of the couch, setting her glass on the table, watching Ulrich curiously, "Has someone taken a hit out on me?" she asked, struggling to suppress a smile, "Because if they have, I hope you charged a lot. I'm more dangerous than I look."
"If there was a hit on you, I wouldn't take it. You're on my safe list." He smiled. "And I'm a lot stronger too." He shifted himself on the couch. "But, I have been......contracted to take out an old friend of ours. Atlas. G-Men came in and forced me to take it." He downed the rest of the wine. The memories he had of that place troubled him deeply. "They threatened me and my people. They would've killed men, women, fucking children if I hadn't complied. I came here to ask your help. I don't know what to do...I'd kill him and get it over with, but I'm afraid. I don't think they'll leave me alone that easily."





