❝ keepin' you clean
crownxmi:
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“especially with recent events, its been pretty shit. sometimes, you get a call, saying you need to finish off in order to get onto your next target. like what happened to me, god, i definitely would have tortured him more than just three days.“ crown says with a sigh, exhaling the smoke from his lungs and tapping the ash off the cigarette.
“but why so curious about what i do? our jobs don’t really intertwine.“
if the older male was right about one thing it was that their jobs had nothing to do with each other. crown was a hitman, and he was a street racer. he couldn’t say the same for the other, but nyx high was the amount of adrenaline he felt when he speed down the concrete roads at over 100MPH -- maybe more than that, but who pays attention to the meter while driving ? even though that was his rush, it didn’t excuse the fact of his sadistic ways.
nyx never found anything wrong with him, or at least he never seen himself the way as other’s saw him. sure, he was a bit different than others in many ways, but he always thought that his way of thinking was more vivid in ways that a normal person would think of. he finds himself silently listening to the older male. he’d known the other for a short time he’d been in hydrus. nyx had only recently joined two years prior while crown had been in the gang long before nyx even knew that this place existed. he could say he was expecting more of the story than for the older to say that he didn’t toture him as long as he normally would. what a bummer, and here he thought he was going to get a good story in.
he scrunches his nose ever so slightly, his hands moving inside of his pockets as he gives off a casual shrug. “ can’t a young man such as myself have interests. of course, i know that but i’m no stranger to murder. ” he stated, a smile etching across his lips as he looks at the other once again.
