im also a little bored so..
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AGoreyDemise 
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28.09.2022
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AGoreyDemise[OP]
28.09.2022 21:21
Linkjust a sec! lmt!
AGoreyDemise[OP]
28.09.2022 21:25
Linkyou are some wealthy person, made lots of enemies in your time. one day you walk out on the street of course always getting kinda dirty looks.
you stopped by a street corner and see Zion dancing, it was kinda hypnotizing. little did you know, after he was done dancing he was gonna come pay you a little visit. (someone wants you dead so they called him a)
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this can be ship if you want, idc, hes gay so, men please.
yes okie okie unikron))
Spencer watched him, he was amazed by how a mere person could dance like such and angel.
"wu,,oah,"
love unikrons..//
the jewels and little bells decorating his body jingled as he moved. Zions eyes made their way to his. he was a bit surprised to see him early but easily brushed it off.
when it was done his small crowd clapped and he bowed then wandered off.
he watched him quite interested.
"gosh, he's so.." He looked away and focused more on the apple in his hand.
the man in red made his way to Spencer, he wanted a better look at his target and was going to pay it off like he was going the other direction.
he tilted his head, stopping next to him, not that close though. he was just watching for a moment before feeling satisfied and walking off completely, thinking to himself.
he finished the apple, placing the core next to him before dozing off, gently.
he had made his way to his tent (he was a nomad) and rummaged around in his things, and retrieved a knife. he stuffed it into his outfit, buckling it to his leg and going back out.
he eventually woke up, jolting a little but getting up.
he walked around aimlessly
he went out hunting for him.
it was some time before he found him though and when he did he grabbed onto his arm and gently pulled.
"hm?" he glared at the small red thing which was a blur to him.
"what."
"follow."
his voice was a silky soft sound. he kept gently pulling.
"you ask a lot of questions don't you." he said it more like it was a fact then it was a question.
"its to big sir, i have to take you to it." he let go of him. "plus..wouldn't you like to get away from the nasty stares?" he gestured around.
he pulled him along to a tent hidden in an alley and pointed to it. "its in there."
"you go first," He smiled happily, knowing this was some dumb trick.
"of course." he nodded and walked in then poked his head out and gestured him to come in.
the inside was just as red as the man that pulled him to it. it was much bigger then it looked outside. there was a small bed and chest of clothes and such.
Zion moved over to the chest and removed clothes from it, setting them on a small stool.
he just kneeled there, unknowing of how to be productive in that current moment.
"what."
"just wait." he pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to him. it was the contract to kill him.
"blah blah, death kill Spencer,, bla- KILL ME???" he stared dumbfounded.
"Why me?"
he shrugged. "thats what i wanted to ask you. some shady guy came up to me and handed the contract then ran off before i could ask any questions. im still debating on taking it..that money could feed me for at least a few days."
"what if I just pay you and you let me live, I honestly can't be bothered to die today," He looked tired and mopey.
"uh.." He stared at him stunned. "my..price? Just the few hundred will be fine, like I said I'm hungry and that would be enough food for a few days."
“at this point, take two thousand, i dont want to be targetted again, huff,” he snorted, triumphant
"oh..okay" he took the paper and tore it In half, dropping the pieces on the ground.
He froze, not sure why he touched him but shrugged and sat on the little bed.
he returned, dumped bags full of money on the ground then left, not a word being spoken.
His eyes widened and he stood with a wobble, pulling down the cloth over his mouth.
"what in.."
(brb, sewing!)
he climbed a nearby tree, getting comfy and fallimg into a gentle sleep.
okie dokie))
That is a mood//
he sat down next to it all, fixing his cloth and checking the bags out.
ikr))
he was fully aware of everything happening in his surroundings, yet fully asleep. you could say hes a light sleeper
He grabbed a bit of the money and hid the rest then hurried out to get some bread.
he heard him, eyes shooting over towards him.
“hmmph, wuOAH!!” he had fallen out of the tree, somehow impaling himself.
“n,no. i just f-fell from a tree,, and got impaled.” he held the patch of blood now forming.
He threw him into the ground, it was an accident but he's heavy.
“dickwad..” he turned over and crawled in the other way, growling as be did.
he was on his way to buy bread. he was generous enough to help him and not kill him so he didn't feel like he owed him anymore.
Andy but like when he was in his 20s and actually alive lmao he made some enemies cause he's an idiot)
He watched for a little while not really interested but he liked how much practice he must have put into training lol
he looked up, a bit surprised to see the target a bit early but brushed that off easily and continued his dance.
He admired fixing his glasses and brown vest he just watched while ppl just glared at him he didn't notice
after his little show he did a little bow and looked directly at Andy, tilting his head and splaying his hip out.
He noticed and raised a eye brow and looked around like he thought he was doing that for someone else lol
he stood a little straighter, walking over to him. he just wanted a better look at him.
He was decently tall probably around 5'6 somewhere with a light brown dress shirt and a dark brown vest and golden glasses he stood up a little straighter with a nervous and timid look to him
he looked him up and down, walking around him. he was careful not to touch him.
and just inspect.
He just looked down at his leather notebook and started writing stuff down he was supposed to go a new job for a journalist so he wanted to show the person hiring him that he had experience
he made a huffing sound before wrapping his arms around one of his and leaning closer, wanting his attention.
He looked up noticing him "oh I I'm sorry I-" he put the notebook into his messager bag "d did you need something?"
he pulled him along to a tent hidden in an alley and pointed to it.
He getting so many red flags right now but he just go's along with it
the inside was just as red as the man that pulled him to it. it was much bigger then it looked outside. there was a small bed and chest of cloths and such.
He blinked a little "you have a l lovely place" he attempted to be nice
he smiled though it could only be seen with his eyes then wandered over to the chest and started to look around in it.
he looked back up at him and handed him a paper, it was the contract to kill him.
He looked at it and his fear grew greatly the look on his face was clearly afraid "oh.."
"a shady man came up to me and handed the contract then ran off before i could ask questions. im debating on taking it..that money could feed me for at least a few days"
He stayed silent before speaking "U uhm c could you maybe not k kill me?"
"if i go another day without eating i might die, so killing you and getting that money will feed me."
