When Damien opened the door, he was about ready to throw a fiery punch at the asshole that was constantly knocking. When he realized it was Frank, the devil’s flames died down to leave the High Schooler with a risen eyebrow. Wow, Frank really was excited about it, it had to be some kind of big job. Well, it sure sounded like fun.
“Yeah, how about you come inside first?”
Damien closed the door behind Frank and walked over to the sofa, to plop down beside Shuck his hellhound, the canine raising all three of its heads curiously at Frank. “Okay, so someone wants someone dead - sounds rad! But why is the letter damp?”
Unless it had been in a bottle or used for the wrong purposes, Damien could only assume it had something to do with some kind of merkingdom bullshit. Though, Miri’s family had no reason to hire headhunters like Frank and Damien here. So that left the devil wondering.
Frank stepped inside, place was just as hot as the outside, and makes him thankful he never wears a shirt. The brain in his jar swiveled towards the sight of a three headed dog, reminds him a lot of his fights against greek myth, but Cerberus was way bigger, and much more vicious. Frank merely scratched one of their ears before sitting down next to Damien on the couch with a thud.
"Reason being for why the letter is so damp is because it's from an unspecified part of the ocean! I'm half-sure it's somewhere off the coast of the Caribbean, but i'm not sure. Lemme open it."
Frank used his dagger-like claw to open the envelope, unfolding a wet piece of paper, somehow the ink was still on it and readable.
"*Ahem*, 'Dear bloodthirsty mercenaries,
It has come to my attention that one of you is a profound expert at political espionage and murder, I am contacting you in the hopes you will take up on my offer on the assassination of Miranda Vanderbilt, a tyrannical princess that has kept the kingdom under an iron fist for too long, attached behind this document is a list of inhumane crimes she has committed against us. I do not expect failure, as I am aware of your previous work in such quarrels against certain royalties.
Anonymous Agent of the Merkingdom Freedom Rebellion.'"
Frank looked at the document behind it, full of crimes and information about their target, and of course, their reward for if they pull this off. Doesn't that princess go to the same school as Damien?
"Oh joy! Political 'espionage' really isn't my gig, it's more of 'one-man political riots involving direct physical combat with the person i'm protesting', but that's just for democracies, I can easily crash and burn monarchies, fascist regimes, y'know, stuff like that. So, you wanna kill a princess? Unconventionally? Like, I ain't gonna slip poison into her cake, i'm talkin' like, actually just tearing shit up on the spot."
Frank probably isn't aware about the fact that same princess goes to the same school as Damien, let alone one of his friends. Even then, Frank doesn't really care about any moral end goal of this, he honestly just really wants to get paid for kicking someone's ass.
"Your place is nice, by the way. Wish my apartment was on fire twenty four seven."
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