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Flora wasn't a heavy drinker, certainly not in her condition, but every once in a while it was nice to take a break and enjoy a beer. She had finished a nasty job yesterday night, killing a competitor to a rising drug kingpin. Whatever, money was money.
When she wasn't wearing the black mask, she was a fairly average-looking woman, save for the sickly thin, gaunt form she had developed from the chemo. Her hair was brown, cropped close to her jaw and with blunt bangs. Her eyes were tired grey. There was nothing particularly unique or interesting about her, or her attire- plain jeans and a loose t-shirt.
So why had a rich, well put together lady purposefully sit next to her? Anyone desiring to hire Flora for her abilities knew how to use the proper channels. No one knew her face anyway.
"Can I help you, Miss?"
Flora took another long sip of her beer.
When she wasn't wearing the black mask, she was a fairly average-looking woman, save for the sickly thin, gaunt form she had developed from the chemo. Her hair was brown, cropped close to her jaw and with blunt bangs. Her eyes were tired grey. There was nothing particularly unique or interesting about her, or her attire- plain jeans and a loose t-shirt.
So why had a rich, well put together lady purposefully sit next to her? Anyone desiring to hire Flora for her abilities knew how to use the proper channels. No one knew her face anyway.
"Can I help you, Miss?"
Flora took another long sip of her beer.
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Flora tensed. Anyone staring a conversation with her full name could be a particular sort of stupid customer. It wasn’t the first time someone had dug a bit and found out who she was. She’d killed them of course.
But someone who brought up her full name, age and diagnosis was a different sort of threat all together. Even if they did have a proposition.
Flora downed her drink, and set the glass down hard on the counter. She’d play this safe for now, and learn. If she was good at anything it was observation, “Such as?”
But someone who brought up her full name, age and diagnosis was a different sort of threat all together. Even if they did have a proposition.
Flora downed her drink, and set the glass down hard on the counter. She’d play this safe for now, and learn. If she was good at anything it was observation, “Such as?”
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Flora stared back at the woman. A privatized military company? That only spelled trouble, especially if they were looking into metas, and their powers. The woman clearly newhow to make a good sell as well. Reminding Flora of the irregularity of her work, her cancer, and offering treatments so that she might live a little longer. But she laid out her hand, and Flora wasn't above showing her cards either.
"You must be a desperate sort of company, trying to recruit a dying woman." Flora said. She could give a shit less about this womans proposition. "And I don't like being tied down. Now, can I be left to enjoy my last days in peace?"
"You must be a desperate sort of company, trying to recruit a dying woman." Flora said. She could give a shit less about this womans proposition. "And I don't like being tied down. Now, can I be left to enjoy my last days in peace?"
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Cecil.
That singular name made Saturn more of a danger, more of a threat, than the damned Pheonix and Cryptid put together. Such threats needed to be put down, with prejudice. Without hesitation. This bitch would not survive threatening her child.
Flora reacted on instinct, instincts honed by her unsavory work. She moved faster than she had any right to for a dying woman, and grabbed Saturns collar and the world turned and vanished around them, a naurseating sensation, until both women were standing in an alley behind the bar.
Flora thrust her hand out, altering her atomic structure until it sank through the womans chest.
That singular name made Saturn more of a danger, more of a threat, than the damned Pheonix and Cryptid put together. Such threats needed to be put down, with prejudice. Without hesitation. This bitch would not survive threatening her child.
Flora reacted on instinct, instincts honed by her unsavory work. She moved faster than she had any right to for a dying woman, and grabbed Saturns collar and the world turned and vanished around them, a naurseating sensation, until both women were standing in an alley behind the bar.
Flora thrust her hand out, altering her atomic structure until it sank through the womans chest.
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Flora grit her teeth as the woman struck her elbow. She hadn't been fast enough to allow the blow to phase through her. She also hadn't been fast enough to take proper hold of Saturns heart and rip it out.
Then Saturn drove her knee into Flora's gut, sending her back against the wall of the bar, hard. The pain in her spine caused her to crumple to the ground with a pathetic cry. It killed her to be weak like this- at the mercy of her own failing body.
Even worse was the threat against her son. Cecil and Boris were all she had left. The only reason for her to keep going as long as she had. Flora could teleport away. She could try to run, even try to bring them with and explain all this....but what would be the point. The woman already knew where they were and Flora might not be fast enough- or last long enough.
"Don't-" Flora choked out, grabbing the wall to haul herself to her feet by sheer force of will. "-Ever threaten my son again, you cunt."
Then Saturn drove her knee into Flora's gut, sending her back against the wall of the bar, hard. The pain in her spine caused her to crumple to the ground with a pathetic cry. It killed her to be weak like this- at the mercy of her own failing body.
Even worse was the threat against her son. Cecil and Boris were all she had left. The only reason for her to keep going as long as she had. Flora could teleport away. She could try to run, even try to bring them with and explain all this....but what would be the point. The woman already knew where they were and Flora might not be fast enough- or last long enough.
"Don't-" Flora choked out, grabbing the wall to haul herself to her feet by sheer force of will. "-Ever threaten my son again, you cunt."
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Flora carefully appraised the woman, fear flashing in her eyes as Saturn spoke her sons name again. She was just taunting her now. Flora very well knew the type of woman Saturn was, and there was no question about it. She would stand by her word.
And who didn't want more time. Flora knew she was damned for what she did. There was no point in rushing to meet her end. And it would keep Cecil safe. She stood at a crossroads. There were two ways this would go, and...well the details were in the devil anyway. And right now satan was wearing rings. If Flora was going to sell herself, it might as well be for a good cause.
Flora glowered at the bitch, and exhaled- extending a pale, bony hand.
And who didn't want more time. Flora knew she was damned for what she did. There was no point in rushing to meet her end. And it would keep Cecil safe. She stood at a crossroads. There were two ways this would go, and...well the details were in the devil anyway. And right now satan was wearing rings. If Flora was going to sell herself, it might as well be for a good cause.
Flora glowered at the bitch, and exhaled- extending a pale, bony hand.
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Flora still glared at the woman, unmoving as Saturn brushed the dirt from her jacket. Sell herself as she might, she would kill this woman given the opportunity. She roughly snatched the papers from her hand. What bullshit was this? Nevertheless, Flora was resigned
“What do you want me to do?”
“What do you want me to do?”
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Flora ignored the comments on her appearance and sickliness. She was interested, however, in the file that would become her first assignment. She looked it over with a careful eye. After Pheonix, Flora was loathe to take a job that involved a living person, who would remain alive, but she could ignore that for now. She was good at deciphering documents, given her time as an engineer. Several things stood out. His vest- a potential weak point. His abilities. His behaviors. A picture formed in her mind.
Cain. An unusual choice of name. Flora wasn't religious, but she knew well enough he had fashioned himself after the world's first murderer. Someone who killed even family. Someone cursed.
She also vaguely remembered in the same story, God had taken Cain under his protection, promising divine vengeance on anyone who dared harm him.
Guess she would find out if God still remembered Cain these days.
Cain. An unusual choice of name. Flora wasn't religious, but she knew well enough he had fashioned himself after the world's first murderer. Someone who killed even family. Someone cursed.
She also vaguely remembered in the same story, God had taken Cain under his protection, promising divine vengeance on anyone who dared harm him.
Guess she would find out if God still remembered Cain these days.