#omniaxjae

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Jae: We both look really handsome tonight.

Eun: You know, if you’d just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, ‘so do you’.

Jae: I couldn’t take that chance.

[oujihiko]

First come, first serve || Jae & Ying Xiu • Closed •

@omniaxjae

                                     She had taken up as to what Ying Xiu would call it her special missions. It was special because she rarely does it and it took only the best of connections and the most that money could buy for someone to get her to assassinate just about anybody. In this case, it was a call from her family back at Jiangsu that had given her this assignment. They told her about a big shot politician that was ruining the stock trades of China to Korea.

And by ruining it, they meant that he was hoarding the weapons trade and selling them for himself, taking in the big cashes.

Ying Xiu had no problem with taking down the man; he was someone with a big ego that would take into his arms anyone that was willing to come up to him. And so, the pinkette dolled herself up for the occasion; wearing her purple backless chiffon dress, one that touched down to the floor yet, had a slit on one side of her legs for a tease. She curled her hair and tied it up to a ponytail. Her target hosted a small gathering for both businessmen and politicians alike. Ying Xiu had easily paid someone to hack into their system and get her name into the V.I.P. list.

As soon as she had spotted the politician, she didn’t leave his side, dancing and chatting with the old man. And as the night went on, Ying Xiu didn’t fail to notice another assassin targeting her now date.

A smirk appeared on the pinkette’s lips as she wrapped her arm onto the old man’s arm and he leaned in close to her to whisper to come to his room. She giggled, obviously finding the opportunity to steal him first. She hadn’t cared if Jae was following them to the suite that the politician paid for the night, didn’t care whether or not he had other plans to take their target out in the hallways or at the elevator.

Because in actuality, Ying Xiu had already stealthily snatched the old man away from anyone’s eyes without being seen; without the guards or other party guests noticing their absence. Once at the suite, the pinkette didn’t waste any time in doing her work with the man.

Of course, she had to make it look like an accident. The poor old man drinking his last glass of scotch as he took his life whilst sitting on his comfortable leather seat, watching the news. Ying Xiu had helped him to his demise, threatening the man to put the gun in his mouth as she oh-so obviously accidentally slipped her hand and made him pull the trigger. She watched in fascination, from the way the bullet had launched itself from his mouth, breaking through the skull and to the blood that trickled down from the back side of his head and lips.

He was a sight to see if Ying Xiu may comment, too that she couldn’t torture him all the more. She had so little time and so much to worry about—that worry being specifically Jae. She couldn’t have her own fun with the old man if they were playing their usual game of course.