The Assassin

[Xantham]

The Middleman...

OOC: You originally asked for a middleman and no one stepped forward, so if you still want one...

IC: His fingers rattled over the keyboard...

"Perhaps the bit about revenge was too much," he thought. Knowing the dangerous game he played, he worried for not the last time that one day this could all come back and bite him in the ass.

"Mr. Johnson?" came a voice from his intercom, "Your three o'clock meeting is about to begin."

"Thank you, Stephanie."

Pulling himself out of his office chair, he straightened his suit and headed for the door. "Today," he thought, "heads are going to roll."

 

[mfucker]

OOC: middleman's fine. this is getting interesting.

QueenMab:

I dislodged from the dead man's cock, admired my work for a moment before I cleaned myself up. No. 100.

As I walked away from the scene of crime, this time dressed in a light summer dress, I smiled to myself. That was another 30 grand in the pocket, and meant another man to fuck before the next job. The big job. Last thing I heard the target was in Belfast too. What a coincidence.

I left the stuff at the hotel, before going to a nearby bar. I had to pick someone up, to fuck.

 

[Phoenix]

Hey I don't know if it is too late but could I be the guy that hired you both. I kinda need a thread with an innovative idea to work with

 

[mfucker]

OOC: i'm fine with it. ask him though *point* Anakin. must say again this thread can go really well....plus it's actually going to have a plot!!

 

[Xantham]

Mr. Johnson

He hurried back to his office after the meeting-stress levels rising. Passing Stephanie as he entered his office, he growled out, "No calls for the next half hour!"

He sat down to his computer and connected to the secure thread that linked him to his web of contacs. Searching through his list he brought up the connection to Queen Mab. "This will probably be right up her alley."

"Obviously she's a little busy right now," he thought as he was unable to connect through to her. "Well, I will leave her a secure packet."

--Queen Mab--

--There has a been a slight disturbance that I need you to take care of. All you need to know is certain people are taking an interest where they shouldn't. I need you to hop over to Cork, where a certain Seann Donegal lives. I need him destroyed. However, in this instance I want you to leave him alive. Here are the details: Seann and his wife, Anne frequent a small pub in Cork known as "Spirits." Seann's death would cause too much of a disturbance, I need you to destroy his reputation without killing him or preferably his wife. If absolutely necessary, however, do so. I will leave exact details up to you, I am sure your devious mind can think of something good. If you follow my directions to the letter, the payoff will be $200k, if anyone gets killed the payoff drops to $50k.--

--Notify me as quickly as possible if you can take care of this nagging problem--

--Mr Johnson--

He sighed as he leaned back away from the keyboard. "I hope she takes the job, I could certainly use the reduction in my stress-level. Of course there are other ways to reduce stress..."

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

OOC: Now, just to clarify...didn't Xantham hire both of us? If not, Phoenix, jump in the pool, you're very welcome.

BIC: I arrived in Cork, and was about to pull closer to the address where my target lived, but police and fire trucks were all around. I pulled up to a barricade.
"Wot's up, lad?" The officer said to me
"Wass' goin' oon?" I said in my best brogue.
"Fire, doon the lane, laddie, three houses, all goon."
"Okay."
I backed the car up and parked a short walk away. I spotted an abandoned warehouse that would get me a good look. I took the rifle, just in case.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: xantham's only the middleman i think...but since we started this clarifying business...weren't you looking for Declan Anakin?

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

OOC: Yes, Declan O'Reilly. You can go ahead and hit this Donegal guy...lol.

I'm still the bad-ass assassin, right?

 

[mfucker]

OOC: haha...yea...and still the best...but not for long...

 

[mfucker]

OOC: ok...will be away for about a week, it'd be inconvenient but try to avoid interaction with QueenMab. thanx ppl.

 

[Xantham]

OOC: To Clarify -- I was supposed to be the guy who hired you both, but there is no reason why Phoenix can't also be a n "employer." The killing of Declan is the "Big assignment" right now, there are little things going on during it. I sent QueenMab to Cork to allowher some interaction with the same people that Wolverine was possibly interacting with. I thought there could be a good little one to two post scene there about Donegal and then back to the big picture with Queen Mab in the right town for her next clues to find Declan. Whew - overexplaining aren't I?

 

[mfucker]

OOC: ok i'm back....so....what's happening?

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

I arrived on top of the old warehouse. I knew I could see a bunch of police, fire trucks and medical personnel around this row of houses that I figured included Declan's hideout. Sure enough, through the scope, I could see the man, not very clearly, but in a crowd of people in front of the buildings.
I took aim, waiting for the moment when the crowd split.

 

[Xantham]

Mr. Johnson

Time sped up to normal...

It had been only minutes before when I sent the message to QueenMab, yet it felt as though a week had passed. Perhaps it was the load she was hopefully going to help take off my shoulders.

With Donegal neutralized and Declan hopefully, soon to be deceased, our interests in the British Isles were beginning to clear up a bit.

I decided some relaxation was in order as I buzzed for Stephanie.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

Suddenly Declan was caught up in a crowd of people, being herded along across the street towards the warehouse. If he was moved any farther, I'd almost have to shoot straight down. I cursed my luck.
Declan looked around and motioned to one of his buddies down the street further. I followed along with the scope as the two men moved away from the fire scene, trying to find a way onto my warehouse.
They then spotted a fire escape on the building next to it. I sensed they were trying to get to the top. I had a chance. I stashed the rifle and pulled my two Glock pistols, and made my way to the third floor. I found a window, facing the building Declan and his crony were entering. I clicked a guide rope over a laundry line and shimmied over to the roof of the lower building.
Entering a stairwell, I silently made my way down to the second floor, where I had seen the fire escape ended. I heard their boisterous chatter as they climbed, planning on using the buildings to get a closer look. I moved into the shadows, guns drawn.
First came the crony. Once he passed I stepped out and put a bullet simultaneously in each head. I searched them both to get ID to verify my hits.
Quickly looking around, I slid out of the building, back across to the warehouse, recovered my rifle, and left Cork. Another successful mission.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: still a little lost....haha....been away too long to catch the drift of the plot...but i do get what you're trying to say Xantham.

QueenMab:

I stepped onto the concrete ground of the airport. It felt good to be on hard solid ground once more. All the rocking upthere would never feel as good as the ones I had down here.

Walking out, I took in a deep breath of fresh air, from Cork. My new destination.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

My cab pulled up at the airport. My adrenaline high was rolling, and I was looking forward to a weekend in Cardiff with the two stewardesses. Sorry, flight attendant
I alit from the cab and passed a gorgeous blonde...wow...too bad I had no time...she had a certain fire in her eyes, though.

 

[Xantham]

Mr. Johnson

I buzzed Stephanie into my office, thinking it was time for a little relaxation. Stephanie came in wearing her usual grey business suit, but her hem was a little high and her jacket molded to her ample chest a little tighter than perhaps it needed to. I was just about to suggest a little break, when she handed me two news items hot off the wire.

"Damn!" Wolverine had gotten to Declan, I was hoping that QueenMab would get there first, she's a lot cheaper. Oh well, I made arrangements to wire the remainder of Wolverine's fee to his usual account. Then I looked over the second paper. "Damn, again! Is it starting already? Why do agents go rogue? Do they think the life of a double-agent is somehow flashier?" I didn't know the answer and neither did Stephanie. But it was a problem someone higher up threw in my lap.

I sent Wolverine a message

--Wolverine--

--Congratulations, your account is paid--

--If you are free, there is another matter I need you to take care of. We have a rogue agent. I need an independent to take care of the matter. Unfortunately we don't know exactly who. There are two sisters, codenames Opium & Poppy, details to follow. One of them is selling secrets. Discover which one and terminate. If the other is a problem, terminate her as well.--

--Let me know soon if you want the job and your terms--

--Mr. Johnson--

Settling back, I noticed Stephanie was still waiting in my office...

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

Settling back in my first class seat, I finally had the opportunity to check my contacts.

Opium and Poppy? I had heard of them. Dangerous. Well prepared. Beautiful.

Damn. Every time I try to get out, they keep pulling me back in!

I needed time to clear my head. Answering on an adrenal high was never good for the life expectancy.

I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Penelope's number.

Cardiff, here I cum....

 

[mfucker]

OOC: haha...i know this is getting bad....but Donegal's 'neutralised'? i just got into Cork didn't I?]

QueenMab:

Reputations. Hard to build and easy to wreak. I smiled to myself. I sat cross-legged at the front of the bar, awaiting my prey. Let's just say I had made the necessary arrangements to allow me basically to do anything I want, just for tonight.

Sipping slowly on my bacardi, I noticed Seann walking in from the corner of my eye. Ann wasn't around, that I made sure of. I had made a little call to ensure that.

Fiery red hair, black minidress, with my large tits pushing out against the front and my legs shown off by the small piece of clothing. It was everything he could ask for, and for tonight I would give it to him, but for a price.

"Hey missus, you drinking alone?" I turned and looked. He was trapped.

I made a gesture, and he sat down knowingly. I just smiled at him, not speaking a word. I went back to my drinking.

"So, you new around here? Haven't seen you around before?" he probed once again, after some silence. Again, I just nodded, smiled, and returned to my drinking. This time, however, I uncrossed my legs, and made a deliberate show of crossing them again. I knew how my dress would ride up those creamy thighs of mine.

The night went on like that, until a slow number began to play on the dancefloor. I stood up, pulled at his hand, and soon found ourselves in the middle of the dancefloor.

He was reluctant. Flirting was one thing, but dancing openly with another woman in the middle of the bar he frequented was another. He tried to push me away. But I grabbed his hands, placing one firmly on my waist, and one on my ass. I mashed my tits against him, and let out a soft sensual moan in his ear. I started to rub against him, in a way I knew he could not resist.

I could feel all eyes on us, and I smiled. Everything was going as planned.

 

[Xantham]

Mr. Johnson

OOC: Yes, QueenMab, neutralized. I have supreme faith in your abilities.

IC: Stephanie still awaited me in my office. I had her close the door. As she turned to close the door I came up behind her and pressed into her pushing my hips into her remarkably soft ass. I reached for the zipper on the side of skirt and slowly unzipped it until her skirt fell off her hips and puddled on the ground. I reached up around her and cupped my hands around her large breasts. Stephanie began rubbing her ass back into me by now. "Mr. Johnson," she moaned, "I have been waiting for this all morning."

"You have no idea," I replied. In a flash her jacket was thrown off and her blouse quickly followed. Stephanie was wearing a lacy red bra and a black thong. I smiled, thinking of the fun to cum.

 

[Anakin20]

Wolver

It was a few hours later, in a swank hotel in the Welsh capital, the Anakin found himself staring down at Penelope and Mara as they feasted on his hard cock, both with a couple of fingers in each other's pussies.
He was about as hard as possible, but he was holding off, waiting for the blonde across the room. Sally had been on his flight back, and the tall, striking beauty with the large tits was sucking on another man's cock, while jacking a third's off. She kept looking at him with eyes saying, "I want you, not these toys."

He took a hand of each lady sucking his cock and moved over towards her, handing each of the two women to the two men with Sally. They quickly began to fuck hard, while Wolverine took her hand and kissed it, licking in between the fingers

 

[mfucker]

QueenMab:

I pulled him to a corner in the bar. He had insisted on going elsewhere earlier on, but obviously his other head took over his thinking. Men.

Looking at my watch, it read a whole 10 minutes till 10pm. In truth I didn't need to go all the way with this man, but I was itching for some cock anyway. Women.

His earlier apprehension disappeared totally as he felt my warm mouth wrapped around his cock, his hands holding on gently to the sides of my head, not that I needed any guidance.

......

I supported myself against the wall, glancing only momentarily at my watch. 3 minutes till 10pm. His hard cock pistoned in and out of my wet pussy, with every stroke I let out a soft moan. His hands were full with my breasts, which he had pulled out over the top of my dress.

I turned and looked at him, giving him my seductive smile. He smiled back, really enjoying himself. He had no idea what he was in for.

.......

"Seann you bastard!" A shrill feminine voice came from the main bar area.

I looked at my watch once more, 1 minute to 10pm. The bitch was early.

Like a coward, the man dislodged from me immediately, his face ashen white.

I cursed, pulled my tits back into the dress and walked away from the scene. That was easy money, but I had to do something about my orgasm though.

Once outside, I pulled my wig off, burned it, and changed out of my black dress. Pulling on a sweater and jeans, I walked slowly down the driveway, towards my hotel....

 

[Anakin20]

Wolverine

Wordlessly, he knelt before her and starting licking her pussy with deep strokes, swirling around the clit at the end. She grabbed his head and mashed it into her, moaning loudly. He immediately stuck a finger, then two up her gushing pussy while concentrating his licking on her clit.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: ok...did i mention? i'm lost again....