outside city hall
hunter and isra @ofwrxth
Why Bruce trusted him with this sort of job was beyond him. Hunter having to tune into political broadcasts to ensure Isra kept their names out of her mouth was easy enough, until he had to actually sit through the speeches and wonder what half of the damn words even meant. But, he was good with his fists and he was good at scaring people. This part of the job was no problem to him. He guessed feeling other people's fear was some sort of high, or the sensation of power could go to his head quicker than any shot of whiskey. Already annoyed at having to listen to a speech he didn't understand, Hunter intercepted Isra quickly on her way to the car. He appeared from behind with his arm cloaking around her chest to hold her against him as his other hand pushed his pistol into the small of her back. The movement was so fluid and fast that it was natural, second nature. Absolutely no skin off his nose. It was secretive enough for them to appear as two loves sharing an intimate embrace. "I feel like going for a drive how about you?" he said closely to her ear, gripping her even tighter to restrict her breathing. "Get your keys from your purse." he then ordered, his voice calm and low in comparison to the grasp he had on her and the gun he had no issue using. "Don't worry about your phone." he then said, dipping his hand from around her and into the purse to grab it. He threw it to the ground nonchalantly, and he guessed Isra wouldn't care much about replacing it either. The gun pressed to her dug in harsher into her back to nudge her towards the car, Hunter moving with her as they were joined by his grip. "Don't do anything stupid, Isra."
