Love is Dangerously Effective

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This was a rather odd request to be sure. Mythica stared down at the mysterious note while sitting on an idle dock. The sun slowly setting on the horizon. Her legs dangled silently just a few feet above the water as her expression was masked with a rather odd serious tone. What was she to them anyways? Some jealous boy's last resort? A title she'd rather avoid, but didn't know how she'd be able to if this job was to be completed. She let out a sigh, before silently standing back up on the wooden dock. Leaning down, she picked up her shoes and walked down the pier in her leggings. She ignored the rather odd looks the girl got. Her outfit consisted of her usual black buttoned top, long black hair tied into two elegant twin tails, covering her shoulders Half her face obscured by the black bangs which covered her golden clock eye. Her exploits as of recent may have gotten popular due to her odd appearance when she switches to her battle gear. Her yellow clock eye getting most of the attention.

First off, she'd have to scout out her target. Her regular assassin work usually played out like this, so Mythica tried hard to ignore the reason as to why this man was going to be kept from reaching his date. Rather she focused on it just like any other job. She eyed the paper carefully with her red tinted eye. Trying to memorize all the details of the man's face. When she was done with him, it'd be likely no one would be able to recognize him. She snickered at the thought, but retained her focus. The sun had casted a yellow glow over the port town of Cedar, ideal time for those lovebirds to escape for a romantic evening. Unfortunately that wasn't going to be the case for everyone. Mythica sat idly by at a small cafe. Across the street in another shop was her target's date. She seemed to be sitting by herself at a table for two, silently sipping some tea. Waiting for her beloved to arrive.

Soon, the sun sank beneath the horizon of the ocean, and twilight fell upon the town of Cedar. this was Mythica's signal. According to the information she was given, her target would be taking a specific route that acted as a shortcut to his destination. That being the cafe across the street where is date was patiently waiting for his arrival. Mythica silently stood up, sipping the last of her tea, walking out the door and into the allyway next to the small shop. Making sure no one could see her, the girl lifted up an arm towards the sky, and within an instant her body began to glow a bright yellow color. The color faded almost as fast as it appeared. And Mythica was left with her orange frilled dress. Use eve twin tails, and gleaming yellow clock eye. A crooked smile formed across the girl's lip as she began to look for a way to higher ground. Seeing some balconies on the buildings surrounding the ally way, she found her path.

Now geared up, Mythica had no problem reaching her desired overmatch position. With the next few minutes, she was situated on top of the multiple stores and cafes that lined the streets as the yellow glow shined over the ocean. Illuminated by a dark shadow that would have been clouds during this time of day. Honestly, this was her favorite part of the evening. When twilight covered the land, she felt much more joyful. Not only her however, as it seemed many other people were also getting ready for their evenings. Including her target... Mythica stood at the edge of the building's roof, looking down at the black ally in which the man, holding a bounce of flowers. A bowetie strapped tightly around his neck, as his tailed suit trailed behind him. A rather fancy getup for a casual date. Perhaps this was the reason why her employer wanted him gone. He could have been worried this man's obvious wealth would outshine any qualities his competitor had. That or just his looks. Mythica couldn't lie to herself, he did look attractive. Or at least now he did. Not when she was done with him. SMiling, she silently stepped off the edge of the roof. Landing elegantly on her feet near 5 feet in front of the man. Cutting him off...

Mythica stood up silently, not saying anything as the man across from her had mixed emotions. First it was shock by her sudden entrance, then confusion, and now fear... As soon as he witnessed her glowing left eye, he took a step back, the bounce of flowers dropping from his grasp into a puddle of wet water. "Wh- Who... What do you w- want?" He sputtered. Mythica couldn't help must laughing rather loudly and manically after this. What a snivelling coward! She hadn't even said or done anything to him yet, and he was already on the verge of wetting his pants. She chuckled and then spoke. "Hehehh... Well honey, I'm someone who's going to have to deliver the bad news to your poor sweet heart. I'm afraid time isn't in your favour..." She smiled misheviously. The man's eyes widened as she reached out her hands, and suddenly a argue musket rifle formed in one, and a flintlock pistol formed in the other... A yellow clock manifested itself out of thin air behind her and as her yellow eye began to glow brighter. An insane look in both eyes.

The man hesitated for a moment, his body frozen in complete fear as to what he was witnessing. This woman was going to kill him! Without another moment of thought, he quickly turned and began sprinting down the allyway. Mythica simply laughed again, before pointing her weapons in a certain stance, crossed outwards over her body. "No running!" Sh E called out to him. Suddenly, another clock formed in the air, except this one seemed uch more active then the one floating behind Mythica. It's hour and minute hands seemed to be flexible, and capable of stretching a distance. Within the instant, both hands bolted from their spots directly towards the coward. He was too slow, and got the sharp ends of both... One impailed him through the chest, his blood soaking his nice suit. The other smaller hand pierced the back of his neck, coming out the front. He coouldn't even scream as he was choking on his own blood... Soon, the hands released him, slinking back to their clock, and disappearing from the world... The man's body stood for a moment, and then fell straight to the cold stone. A pool of red liquid followed, and his choking spasm finally stopped. With one last exhale, he stopped moving. Mythica chuckled as she walked away. Leaving the bounce of roses to be soaked in his blood...

It was only about 30 minutes later, Mythica left a letter underneath the man's date's door. It was a letter detailing that he could no longer see her for reasons that was his own. It told her not to go looking for him, as he was off to join a traveling circus. Wanting to peruse his true ideals... Not having anytime to focus on insignificant distractions such as herself. With that done, Mythica had completed her task flawlessly. She strolled down the street in her usual look, humming a playful tune to herself as the moon rose up behind her over the hills in the distance...