Flicking with his phone, Cyonah stood outside a crowded building waiting till he could put his plan into action. Right now he just had to wait, so he scrolled down his messages with the contractor to double, triple check what he had to do and taking a fast look at his grumblr dash at the same time on his double screen. He'd been paid a decent amount of money for this job, and tonight he'd kill a singer.
It was a shame to kill one from the same line of profession he had, so the blueblood decided to make an effort and enjoy her last show. He didn't have to worry about being recognized in here. He wore totally different clothes from his workstuff, had half his face covered by a (rather stylish, if you asked him) mask and used heavy makeup and a prosthetic horn.
He walked into the building.
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