she is as silent as SHADOW itself — unskilled eyes couldn’t pick her apart from the darkness, even her red silk unable to reflect light. this, however, is a DEMON’s matter — somehow the assassin suspects courtesies such as introducing herself are simply pointless ( still she grins a deadly, menacing grin: her version of a handshake ). “ —— lil’ birdie said you’re hiring. ”
there was an expectation that someone would eventually show up. if it wasn’t to ruin his plans, it was to gather information, or maybe talk. all options were on the table and even her words wouldn’t change his mind on that little state of fact. “you shouldn’t listen to everything you hear. eventually, you’ll find yourself in a quite… unpleasant position by doing so.” his lips pursed together for a moment. “just a little food for thought.”
Hellfirebound 