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xxx"and these secrets all that we've got so far,
xxxthe demons in the dark, lie again.
xxxplay pretend like it never ends
xxxthis way no one has to know"
Willow raised an eyebrow as the woman across from her told her her name. It was very obviously an alias, but she didn't call her out. A lot of her clients used aliases; as long as they paid up, she really didn't care. She listened to Shadow's requests. Beneath her hood and the shadows, she raised an eyebrow. And when the girl finished, Willow stared for a moment, as she assessed whether or not the girl was serious. And then she started to laugh. She was struggling to believe that she could be actually asking her..
"Oh wow, I needed that laugh. Listen, Shadow, or whoever the hell you are. I'm a master thief. You want me to break into the Louvre? No problem, just give me a few days. Want me to rob a bank? I'll have it done by the end of the night. But I'm no hero. Even the cops aren't entirely sure that I exist. I can leave the country any time I like. The only reason I stay here is because I have invaluable contacts here. I have no ties or loyalty to this city. If this city falls apart, I'll find another one." She sat back and considered the woman in front of her for a few seconds.
"You're a hero, aren't you?" She asked, but did have the courtesy to lower her voice to make sure nobody but Shadow heard her. "They're the only people I've met who are so... righteous. Were you late to that meeting? Called in sick that day?" She asked. Then she sat back and examined her nails. "How bad must it be that someone like you came to someone like me?" She mused.
"I suppose... if you're that desperate, I can offer some... assistance. But you'll have to pay the right price." She added. Truth be told, she didn't want to get involved. But she also didn't particularly want to die. She could offer support, but she wasn't going on the front lines.
"Oh wow, I needed that laugh. Listen, Shadow, or whoever the hell you are. I'm a master thief. You want me to break into the Louvre? No problem, just give me a few days. Want me to rob a bank? I'll have it done by the end of the night. But I'm no hero. Even the cops aren't entirely sure that I exist. I can leave the country any time I like. The only reason I stay here is because I have invaluable contacts here. I have no ties or loyalty to this city. If this city falls apart, I'll find another one." She sat back and considered the woman in front of her for a few seconds.
"You're a hero, aren't you?" She asked, but did have the courtesy to lower her voice to make sure nobody but Shadow heard her. "They're the only people I've met who are so... righteous. Were you late to that meeting? Called in sick that day?" She asked. Then she sat back and examined her nails. "How bad must it be that someone like you came to someone like me?" She mused.
"I suppose... if you're that desperate, I can offer some... assistance. But you'll have to pay the right price." She added. Truth be told, she didn't want to get involved. But she also didn't particularly want to die. She could offer support, but she wasn't going on the front lines.