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Started October 02, 2020 by @lxvender_darling language

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August paused, giving him a cold, glare, and a smirk. "I know how to hide a body, to where no one could find them for years. And you can't stop me~" He purred, snickering.

"I know how to end your life with about any weapon you give me. Within ten seconds," Luka replied, the fact unbothering him, "I will stop you. Don't test me."

August giggled. "Sure you will." He muttered, sighing.

He didn't reply, continuing onward and only asking after a second, "Where did you put my dagger? I need it."

August followed him, before pulling his dagger out of his pocket. "Ah~ You mean this one?" He tossed it in the air, before catching it with two fingers by the blade, smirking, a glint in his eyes.

"That would be the one," He replied, watching the familiar glint of metal flashing in the air, "Now, hand it here." Luka held out a hand calmly.

August acted like he was gonna give it to him before he took it back. "Hold on- We need a deal." He muttered.
"I still don't trust you yet, so once I do, I'll give it back. Okay?"

Luka sighed in frustration and rolled his eyes, motioning for him to hand over the dagger again, "The deal is that you hand me my dagger, I don't murder you, and you stay out of my way. Without my dagger, doing my job is going to be very difficult."

August's face lit up. "Then why don't you let me help you?" He asked. "I take in pleasure of murdering others.' He admits, with a sadistic grin.

"Because you're staying out of my way, remember? This isn't something to play around with," He replied, stopping in his steps and turning to face August, "This is my job. It's not a place for a child like you. Take pleasure in leaving me alone."

August giggled. "Child, hmm. Weird name. I'd prefer to go as 'immature' or better yet 'a bitch,'" He admits, twirling the dagger around. "I could be rough with you if you want me too~" He smirked.

Luka reached for the dagger, muttering, "Immature bastard, how about that?" He matched the other male's smirk with what looked like an unamused glare, though it took an immense amount of self control not to shoot back some flirty comment just for the fun of it.

August caught the dagger in time to hold on to it, and reached it away. "Nah, still don't feel it, love-" He thought about what he had said, and laughed. "That didn't sound so right."

August's last statement was enough for a small blush to appear on Luka's face and he reached for the dagger again, scowling as he stepped closer, "Give me my dagger, last chance before I make you hand it over."

August giggled. "Well, why don't you get it~?" He purred, waving the dagger up in the air, backing up into a wall and paused.

Luka glared at him, stepping extremly close to August and lowly growling, "You don't want to test me, August." He snatched his dagger out of the air, tucking it away as he looked down at him, never moving an inch and almost being close enough to pin him to the wall.

August smirked a bit, looking up at him. "Welp." Didn't mean to run into a wall. He thought. "I do want to test you, is the thing~"

He bent down ever so slightly, muttering, "No you don't." Then, as quick as it had happened, Luka stepped away, huffing and twirling the dagger in his hand before he walked off. August could follow if he really wanted, he wasn't going to force him.

August smiled a bit, and followed him. "I'm honestly sure I do!" He smirked.

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"We'll talk about this later, now shush. I have to work." Luka rolled his shoulders again, setting off at a brisk pace and almost trying his best to leave August behind. He blended into the shadows of the back streets easily in his longsleeved black shirt and matching black pants, and it worked to his advantage as he spotted the male he had been trailing earlier.

August followed him, silent as he leaned his head on his shoulder. "Can I help kill him?" he whispered in his ear, excited.

Luka huffed, clenching his dagger tightly in his hand and replying as calmly as he could, "No, you cannot kill my target. I've been trailing him for almost a week now, and I'm not giving up this kill. Now, zip it, or I'll tie you up so you can't follow me."

August whined, resting his head on his back. "Fiiiine." He whispered, leaning against the wall.

The male wandered down one of the less busy streets and Luka easily followed, staying several yards behind him and pretending like he didn't even notice the guy. It wasn't until he turned down an even smaller road that Luka made his move. It was like art to watch him pick up the pace, coming up behind the male and wasting no time. With one firm hit to the back of the head with his dagger, the male dropped. Careful not to leave any fingerprints, he flipped the guy over with his foot, made a clean slice against his neck, and continued walking down the dark street like nothing had happened.