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'The Beginning'
Hands resting at his pockets phlegmatically, Leon idly gazed at the waterfall, admiring the water's cascading features. A hot breeze drifted against him on the bridge, a pleasant sensation compared to the eerie sun that radiated on him, suspended ominously in the planet's pale-green sky. Distant chatter and activity melted in the background, yet Leon remained silent. His distant, amber eyes scanned the skyline, pinpointing a faraway billow of smoke nearer to the center of the city. An inkling of a smile hung on his lips as feet scuffed behind him. A man situated himself next to him, sharing his gaze of the waterfall. His voice was gruff, nearly earthy, but also experienced.
"Strange place to meet."
Leon took a deep breath before replying. "I enjoy the fresh air."
The man glanced around him skeptically before continuing. "I've heard Sebastian is planning on chipping away at family holdings, not sure where. Maybe something to do with the ports?" He looked to him for confirmation, but Leon remained silent. The man continued. "I still haven't found out who the Custodian is, but they say he isn't a guy you want to mess—"
"That's all good and well," Leon interrupted. "But tell me about the Vault."
The man looked at him. Confused. "The Vault? It's holed up in that bank near Esseles Hall." The man's eyebrows furrowed as Leon smirked and stayed silent. "You know, whatever happened to Louie? Isn't he the one who's supposed to be meetin—" The man fell short as something sliced into his flesh. His eyes widened in surprise as he felt the steel pierced his back. A leg kicked him from behind, shoving him over the railing and into the green valley below.
Leon turned, a wide grin hung on his lips. "Ah!" A man was there, wiping his blade clean against his pants, and behind him were a Hutt and a Kushari, both very visibly armed. "Grondo the Killer and the famed Kholvar Varaxes. Welcome to Esseles!" Leon motioned to the spray of blood that remained on the railing. "I apologize for the mess, few men who talk are survivors, it seems. Half of your payments have been wired to two accounts for you both, as customary." Leon recited it excitedly. "And, as also customary, the your services will be rendered for 48 hours, after which you will receive the second payment. A very orthodox commission of either of the two of you, I presume."
He clasped his hands together.
"Now! Onto business: your first task is simple. Storm the Grand Esseles Tower, and bring me Sebastian Largo. People will come to detain you, but most will attempt to kill you. If you are worth your money, neither will happen." He waved his hands ecstatically. "Best of luck!"
'The Beginning'
Esseles Post FOUR DEAD AT ESSELES HALL An explosion took place at 8 am Thursday morning in front of Esseles Hall, resulting in sixteen dead and two injured. The real cause remains to be unknown, however, authorities affirm that it was the result of a gas-leak maintenance error. More details later as experts examine the scene. |
Hands resting at his pockets phlegmatically, Leon idly gazed at the waterfall, admiring the water's cascading features. A hot breeze drifted against him on the bridge, a pleasant sensation compared to the eerie sun that radiated on him, suspended ominously in the planet's pale-green sky. Distant chatter and activity melted in the background, yet Leon remained silent. His distant, amber eyes scanned the skyline, pinpointing a faraway billow of smoke nearer to the center of the city. An inkling of a smile hung on his lips as feet scuffed behind him. A man situated himself next to him, sharing his gaze of the waterfall. His voice was gruff, nearly earthy, but also experienced.
"Strange place to meet."
Leon took a deep breath before replying. "I enjoy the fresh air."
The man glanced around him skeptically before continuing. "I've heard Sebastian is planning on chipping away at family holdings, not sure where. Maybe something to do with the ports?" He looked to him for confirmation, but Leon remained silent. The man continued. "I still haven't found out who the Custodian is, but they say he isn't a guy you want to mess—"
"That's all good and well," Leon interrupted. "But tell me about the Vault."
The man looked at him. Confused. "The Vault? It's holed up in that bank near Esseles Hall." The man's eyebrows furrowed as Leon smirked and stayed silent. "You know, whatever happened to Louie? Isn't he the one who's supposed to be meetin—" The man fell short as something sliced into his flesh. His eyes widened in surprise as he felt the steel pierced his back. A leg kicked him from behind, shoving him over the railing and into the green valley below.
Leon turned, a wide grin hung on his lips. "Ah!" A man was there, wiping his blade clean against his pants, and behind him were a Hutt and a Kushari, both very visibly armed. "Grondo the Killer and the famed Kholvar Varaxes. Welcome to Esseles!" Leon motioned to the spray of blood that remained on the railing. "I apologize for the mess, few men who talk are survivors, it seems. Half of your payments have been wired to two accounts for you both, as customary." Leon recited it excitedly. "And, as also customary, the your services will be rendered for 48 hours, after which you will receive the second payment. A very orthodox commission of either of the two of you, I presume."
He clasped his hands together.
"Now! Onto business: your first task is simple. Storm the Grand Esseles Tower, and bring me Sebastian Largo. People will come to detain you, but most will attempt to kill you. If you are worth your money, neither will happen." He waved his hands ecstatically. "Best of luck!"
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