Cassius is the son the a centurion (Titus/Tex) and was born into the Legion. He was sheltered from some of the harsher realities of the Legion as a kid due to his dad’s position. Eventually Titus decided Cassius needed to toughen up (by bleeding a Brahmin)
Ignatius was the son of merchants whose caravan was raided by the Legion. His parents were killed in the attack and Ignatius was assimilated into the Legion. Vulpes ends up taking him under his wing like Caesar had done for him.
After the death of the courier a desperate and weakened legion smells blood in the water. They send scouts and spies onto the strip searching for weakness in the new administration. One of these spies is Cassius, a young promising legionnaire and son of a Centurion.
It just so happens the son of Courier Seven and the new leader of the strip takes a liking to Cas. Cas turns out to be quite bad at his job.
After befriending the son of the late Courier 7 Cassius, a Leigion spy, gets orders to kill him to make way for a Leigion attack on the strip. After being invited up to the penthouse Cassius shoots and kills the widowed husband of Courier 7, Ward. Ward was unfortunately in Cassius’s way.
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Ward was actually feeling slightly less awful than normal today. Donny was finally starting to find his footing after Seven’s death and the usb the housed the computer simulacrum Seven made sat safely in Ward’s pocket. If Donny noticed it was missing he hadn’t said anything. Ward had done his best to cover his tracks after he retrieved it from Seven’s old cigar cabinet. He still wasn’t convinced anything would ever be ok again but he was trying to be there for Donny. He knew he definitely hadn’t in the past.
“Of course, I’ll get your boyfriend.” Ward said teasingly as he reached the door and opened it without hesitation.
Ward was barley able to process what unfolded in the few moments after he did. Cassius stood on the other side, his expression cold and determined, with his gun already drawn and aimed right at Ward’s head.
“Wha-“ Ward began to say, taking a half step back. Cassius did not hesitate either. A bullet tore through Wards head. Ward could barely feel the pain, could barely register anything as he fell back, hitting the floor hard.
Cassius stepped through the threshold closing the door behind him. He only gave a sparing glance to Ward to make sure he wouldn’t survive. There was no use wasting another bullet on him. He was an unfortunate obstacle. He kept his gun and his gaze fixed upon Donny. “Veni, vidi, vici”
