Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-3293219-20140203184914

Kaizen sat, listening out for the sign of the odd couple upstairs, silently, tapping his fingers on the desk.

There had been a lot of clattering about; it was most likely the builders who were there earlier. He hadn't seen them but he heard the hammer going away and the imperial girl seemed captivated by something. Perhaps she was watching them; making sure that they didn't steal from her... he wouldn't put it past them.

It had been quiet for some time now, the argonian saw his chance and decided to take it. He grabbed his weapons and carefully lifted them to avoid making a sound, he was positive that his lair was soundproof but it wasn't something that he wanted to test now. He approached the front door and opened it from the other side, slipping out into the basement...

Kaizen noticed that they had managed to clean up his little 'gift' with some ease. He stopped to wonder what they did with the bodies, thinking that he may hire them for their, amazing, body hiding talents. Well... until he looked up and saw that they were piled up in the corner. Still it wasn't a bad effort; it would take the Cheydinhal guard, of his day, three days to find them.

He slowly crept forward, trying not to make a sound as his feet hit the floor. He slowly moved, one step at a time, creeping along and listening out for any residents who may be lurking...

Eventually he made it to the kitchen, his spine shot up as he heard shouting and a faint whisper... it didn't sound like a conversation, in fact it was mostly one sided. He ignored it, people talk to themselves all the time when they're alone, it's not uncommon. The amount of times, he'd walked in on a target who's last words were to themselves...

He crept up, seeing the girl with her back to him and hearing a notable gushing sound, like the wind had flown through the window. Kaizen unsheathed his weapon, a cloth that had been coated in an anaesthetic poison and moved in behind her. He was so close to her, that he could hear her breathing. It was like that game that the children play... except the consequence for failure wasn’t a simple tap on the shoulder, it was a knife in the belly. This was so easy, that he was glad that she wasn't a target...

The imperial hung her head and sighed, allowing Kaizen to wrap his hand around her mouth and press the cloth against her face. She gasped and began to shout something, muffled by the cloth and force of the black, scaly hand that smothered her. She put up some resistance but Kaizen was a lot stronger, he’d done this before… numerous times. The muffles became slower; as did her breathing and she began to put up less of a fight.

She groaned as she passed out, falling back and allowing Kaizen to catch her. He picked her up and went back to the sanctuary.

