- Job details:
The sun beat down hard on Morning Star's black mop of hair and caused beads of perspiration to roll down his square head and drip off his chin to the black boots surrounding his feet. His one uncovered eye watched as the liquid burnt away and evaporated the moment it hit his boot. Standing in front of him was a massive line of folks all lined up to get passports to go over seas. The only reason Morning Star was even standing in line was because he wanted to have the option to move about freely and without drawing attention. But at this rate it was looking like he was going to have to murder someone.
A man in front of him took a half step back and bumped into the older Wizard. Morning Star grumbled something under his breath and furrowed his brow while drawing a small punching blade from the small of his back while glancing over his shoulder to make sure that he wasn't about to be spotted. Next to him was an open dumpster filled with rotting trash. The soft look in his one uncovered eye hardened as his blade was drawn. One hand covered his targets mouth while the other jammed a short blade into the man's spine and twisted up, killing him on the spot. Silently and swiftly Morning Star tossed the body in the dumpster, shut the lid and stepped up in line while sliding his blade away.
WC: 245