Jan 20, 2019 10:40:57 GMT -6
373 WORDS
@kayla
BY MINNIE OF GS
LET'S MOVE AND SETTLE ONCE A DAY,
There was something odd about pawning her job off to another assassin; under a majority of circumstances, Persephone accepted the job. At times, she could still possess a variety of injuries but forced herself to proceed to accomplish the mission she was given. Each passing day, she prayed they would provide her with the mission which would allow her to gain revenge on the demon who murdered her father. The nymph planned to scrutinize the missions for signs of his presence since he remained her primary target. Nobody else could have the glorious opportunity to witness the light face from his eyes except her; she was always possessive over these types of missions. Since the murder of her father, Persephone desired the taste of vengeance on the horrible demon who murdered him; the only living family she held.
Fortunately, the mission she pawned revolved around a human woman who worked in an underground crime ring which was causing other problems for other criminals. The assassin lifted a brow when Kayla stated she was uncertain about an activity they could accomplish together.
"You gotta be able to think of something, doesn't have to be complex," Persephone insisted.
Slowly, the nymph walked over to the couch, collapsing back into the comfortable cushions. They welcomed her, forming to her body's unfamiliar form on their plush; she was rarely home to find pleasure in sitting around. A soft sigh escaped Persephone's mouth as she lifted her head, allowing her hands to be positioned beneath it. The reclined position induced relaxation for the assassin as she remained motionless, waiting for Kayla to finally pick an activity. When she heard the sweet girl question whether she was angry, the nymph shook her head.
"Not really," she mumbled. "I've been training and doing that job since I was little, so no longer doing it feels weird."
The Rose family were assassins, each child being trained thoroughly in combat under the assumption they would follow a similar path. Considering the immense training the nymph accomplished, it felt peculiar to cease putting it to use. While she was not entirely quitting her assassin career, it felt as though she was leaving something she knew from the day her ruthless training regiment began.
Fortunately, the mission she pawned revolved around a human woman who worked in an underground crime ring which was causing other problems for other criminals. The assassin lifted a brow when Kayla stated she was uncertain about an activity they could accomplish together.
"You gotta be able to think of something, doesn't have to be complex," Persephone insisted.
Slowly, the nymph walked over to the couch, collapsing back into the comfortable cushions. They welcomed her, forming to her body's unfamiliar form on their plush; she was rarely home to find pleasure in sitting around. A soft sigh escaped Persephone's mouth as she lifted her head, allowing her hands to be positioned beneath it. The reclined position induced relaxation for the assassin as she remained motionless, waiting for Kayla to finally pick an activity. When she heard the sweet girl question whether she was angry, the nymph shook her head.
"Not really," she mumbled. "I've been training and doing that job since I was little, so no longer doing it feels weird."
The Rose family were assassins, each child being trained thoroughly in combat under the assumption they would follow a similar path. Considering the immense training the nymph accomplished, it felt peculiar to cease putting it to use. While she was not entirely quitting her assassin career, it felt as though she was leaving something she knew from the day her ruthless training regiment began.
- - and forget the sins we leave.
