#hitmancanada

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{ hitmancanada )

    “I’m getting a bad vibe from you.” 

[magiccazza]

The hitman vs the mob. ((Closed RP with hitmancanada))

Cazza had just left the border control at the airport. She put a Bluetooth head set into her ear. "You here?" She asked into it. This was Japan. She was here an a job with Matthew. (( hitmancanada))

[lostdreamerinafantasy]

Drawing You On the Train // for hitmancanada

hitmancanada 21 year old Danielle Jones sat on the train, on her way to New York for a World Meeting. She was sketching the sights she passed in her travel sketchbook she always kept with her. As she looked around, she noticed a guy with curly blonde hair and glasses sitting next to her, also with a profound curl in his hair. She flipped to a clean page and began sketching his profile, unaware he was watching her draw...

[bello-omicidio-blog]

hitmancanada:

"Oh, I’m sorry, did I hit a nerve?" He smirked, other than his head tilted from the blade, he didn’t move, arms still crossed as he stared at him calmly. "Should have known you were short-tempered at well," He gave a short chuckle, taking a finger and moved the blade from his chin. "Now, now. There’s no need for that, I only wished to finally meet the man I was supposed to to kill, though I doubt I could, oui?" He raised a brow, still looking calm.

The Italian would have found this all too amusing if this man didn't just take out some of his mafiosos as if they were ragdolls. Despite the other's movement, the blade remained in place, jabbing at the edge of his lower jawline. 

"You think you could kill me?" Considering their position right now, it was the blond who would get killed with a flick of the wrist. "Your boss must be stupid." 

To fuck around with a professional killer, especially an immortal one, was a death wish.  

[gemini-soll]

Out For the Night

Flora had decided to go out for the night, trying to get ride of the thoughts of her now ex boyfriend. He was a drunk and never let her do anything, she finally was able to break up with him and was now as free as a bird. So, she decided to go out to a bar, which she hasn't done in years. The bar she chose was the one she used to regularly go to and have the best sex she's had, so that's the reason she's here. 

Flora is currently sitting at the bar, sipping a martini as she looks around for someone she likes but is interrupted by a soft tap to her shoulder. "Yes?" She asks with a grin, looking up at the blonde stranger. hitmancanada

[lustforhumansouls-blog]

Matthew walked the streets of New York, whistling the Canadian anthem after disposing a body from his latest hit. He looked around, something feeling off that night, but he couldn't place just what it was.

Amar slowly followed the other, keeping to the shadows. He sniffed the air lightly, loving the smell of a freshly dead corpse. 

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