Jobs Of Cedar

There was something about this job which brought a smile to Miranda's face. Maybe it was the violence, maybe it was the jewels or perhaps it was simply because she found the idea of this kind of love to be old fashioned. The whole, "Happily Ever after," ideal was laughable and the purple haired mage was certainly relishing the prospect of teaching that to the couple, both man and woman. She had a pretty good description of her target from her employer and he seemed like your typical princely kind of guy, handsome, kind and boring. How anyone could possibly fall for such a dunderhead was beyond her but one thing was certain, the relationship between him and his girlfriend would end, tonight.

He was a pretty hard guy to miss and all Miranda had to do was wait until nightfall and as expected, he soon made his way along the docks, a few young hangers on following him, chattering to themselves, all with that same doe like expression that made the mage a little sick to her stomach. It was quite pathetic, to be honest. Thankfully, he soon managed to get rid of them and made his way deeper into the town, oblivious to the fact that he now had another figure following him. It was child's play for the mage to stay out of sight although she pondered to herself if she even needed to, given how dense he seemed to be. Perhaps he would think that he was just another hanger on or something? Anyway, she waited until he made his way down one of the alleys and that was when she made her move.

Summoning Aquarius to her side, the bunny girl would then set the angry spirit upon him. The Zodiac surrounded herself with water, jumped into the air and flew towards him like a torpedo. He was slow to respond but turned just in time for her to ram him in the stomach and force him backwards, sending them both crashing to the ground. He took the brunt of it and Aquarius recovered because of that, setting upon him and lashing out at him with vicious punches. He was certainly no fighter and did nothing against her besides trying to throw his hands up in front of his face. It did little to stop her though and the spirit easily broke through his weak guard, pummelling him with repeated strikes, ruining his good looks in moments and leaving him with little more than a crimson mask for a face. She did not kill him yet though and instead lifted him up to his feet and slammed him against the wall closest to them.

"Right, you brainless bastard," she said wickedly, her eyes dancing with delight at the blood that she had spilled, a sickening grin spread across her features. "You're going to have to find a new girlfriend because there's someone else who has her eyes on her and he's got a hell of a lot more jewels than you. So, what you're going to do now is write a farewell letter to her. Telling her what a hopeless bitch she is and how you only ever wanted her for her looks and so you could get your leg over. Tell her that you never loved her at all and that you're not the perfect prince that she thought you were. Also, you can tell her about your friends who my summoner saw you with earlier, following you across the docks. I'm sure that she'd love to know about your little posse of girlfriends although I doubt they'll want you now, looking as you do."

Shattered, mentally and physically, the prince fell to his knees, rubbing his face to remove the blood from his face. Aquarius swiftly turned towards a nearby bin and emptied its contents all over the ground, before tossing it towards him. She then produced a pad of paper and a pen and forced them into his hands. With no other choice, he swiftly started to write, using the bin to lean on. When he was finished, he handed the letter towards the spirit who took it in her hands, before kicking him viciously across the face, killing him instantly.

Satisfied, Miranda would then take the letter from Aquarius and de summon her spirit before duly visiting the girl who he was supposed to meet and delivering the letter to her. Her response was as you might expect, tears were shed, angry words were shouted and she was shaking with sadness by the time she was finished. Miranda was hardly sympathetic towards her and simply left her to it, returning to her employer and receiving her reward for completing her mission. He then bid her farewell and dashed off to console the poor girl, a smarmy grin on his face, prepared to leap into the fray and take control of the situation. The mage just shrugged at that and took her leave.

With another job completed, she once more vanished into the darkness of the night. Her reputation was growing by the day and she could feel that her powers were as well. She had come so far so quickly but Miranda had no intention of slowing down. There was so much more to do, so much more.

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Miranda was always up for a different type of mission but this one was odd even for her. She had thought that fleeing Cedar after her last job would have been a good move but something else had caught her eye before she made her exit or to put it honestly, it had run right out in front of her. A man made of ginger which for some reason, she had felt the compulsion to chase. It was a strange sensation but she had come to trust her instincts and go with the flow so the bunny girl had set her mind on catching the little figure, thinking that perhaps there was jewels to be gained. The little guy was swift though and Miranda found herself quite hard pressed to keep up with him. He moved like grease lightning and the best she could do was simply follow for now.

The chase lasted a good quarter of an hour or so before the novelty began to wear off and Miranda started to become bored with the event. It had been good for a laugh but now it was time to put an end to things. She summoned her spirit of water, Aquarius, who quickly darted towards the creature, hitting the gingerbread in the backside and causing it to jump up in pain. It kept running though, surprising the mage and so she then summoned a whip instead, cracking it towards the figure and causing it to stop dead, turning it back into regular ginger bread again. Relieved, she then came to a halt and tilted her head as she looked down at the odd creation. Just how on Fiore had it been able to come to life like that? Was it through magic? A special kind of baking? She pondered to herself for a few moments before she heard a whine from behind her.

Turning around, she found herself face to face with a dog, who was looking hungrily at the gingerbread. Miranda smiled and stood aside, allowing the dog to amble past her and eat what was left of the little man. She briefly pondered to herself about where it was now and hoped that it had found a new owner or perhaps had taken control of its own life. In truth, she probably cared more about beasts than people anyway. Something that Miranda could respect.

After a few moments watching the hound, she then turned and walked away, this time adamant about leaving the place. She had learned quickly that it was never wise to hang around too long after one of her more violent encounters and the dead prince would certainly not remain hidden for long. No, she had to leave swiftly and in the end, she simply returned to the docks and dived into the water, deciding to swim away for a change instead of running. Her natural abilities gave her the gift of breathing underwater she would allow herself to experience the pleasure of being one with the water. It was not a pleasure that she got to enjoy often but she would make the most of it.

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