forum Bring it down! OPEN!

Started July 11, 2019 by @Leo-Valdez-Is-The-God-Of-Chaos

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"He's earned a slow death, but I'm afraid we can't risk that." Echo flipped the watch like a coin, catching it by the blade. "Kill him instantly the moment you get the chance, and don't even try hand-to-hand. That's his area of expertise." Echo chuckled thoughtfully. "One of many."

"Of course." She said, nodding along. "Seems fairly routine."

"He lives deep in Portsmouth, but moves around a lot. We've got a few following him, so I'll tell you the address when you've got a plan sorted out." Echo swung the pocket watch fast enough that you could hear it whistle. He let go of the chain and watched it fly blade-first into a tree. "Don't call him Satyr, though that's the only name we know him by."

"Alright." She said. "Seems simple enough. Kill the Satyr." She hummed, tucking the knife away again. "I'll let you know when I have a plan."

"Good, I trust you know our nearest stronghold. Meet me there, tell them you have an appointment with me."

She nodded slightly. "Very well. Though I do have one more question."

"Fire away." Echo made finger guns.

"How old is he?" She asked, looking at him.

"About forty-five, I think. He's got greying hair." Echo combed his fingers through his own hair. "Not unlike mine." He smiled.

She nodded. "Good." She said, turning around. "I will see you soon."

"Bring me his head." Echo laughed as he walked away.

She flipped him a v as she walked, singing the tune she was humming before. "I am an Antichrist, I am an anarchist…"

"Good for you! I'm unsane!" He called over his shoulder.

She bit back a laugh, digging another cigarette and lighter out.

The next day, Echo sat at one of his favorite places to relax, (Open for @Emmylove-is-Sherlock-Holmes )

Looking around cautiously, Adrestia snuck along the edges of an alleyway toward an abandoned shop where she often met up with a friend of hers.
(Eh? Idk.)

"You brought the goods?" Echo turned around to face the newcomer.

Rolling her eyes, Adrestia replied sarcastically, "no, I just came here for the company." Shaking her head, she took the satchel off her shoulder and threw at him.

Echo chuckled and caught the bag and opened it, taking a long sniff. "Ahh, that's the stuff. How did you say you made it again?"

"That's a secret I'll keep to my grave," she told him coolly. "I believe you owe me something in return?"