"Thales. Let's try out that move the Leader gave us."
Originally Posted by HZ514
The man is oddly comfortable with a knife at his throat. His voice consists mainly of sarcastic dismissal. "You think I know who sent me? What kind of business model would that be...I just get a picture and a location, that's all. You're just another target to me. A job and a paycheck. Or rather, that's what you were supposed to be."
The Oshawott strides over and cuts across the man's chest with his shell. Enough to hurt, but not enough to take him down.
"Now we can do this all night, or you can just tell me. Who gave you the job?"