Snippet #951479

"You think he'll let both of us in, Giant?" A soft male voice issued from the dark ally next to the bar. #8, The Jackyl, stepped out of the shadows. "Some whiskey right now would be good." #8's eyes had an odd gleam to them, the gleam he usually got after finishing a job. But, all the others knew that #8 hadn't had a job in over seven months due to the killing rampage he had gone on last time. Jackyl was insane, to say the least. The guy liked killing people way to much, especially killing with nothing but a chain. The only reason Cloud kept him around was because, crazy or not, the bastard was efficient.

"What goes up, must also come down. Cloud's gonna fall, and it's gonna fall hard." #8 muttered to himself, counting down the seconds. #13 should have everything ready by now...


((OOC: Okay guys, I'm really impressed that twelve of the thirteen assasians have been filled out, but we still need Cloud operatives and regular day to day people in order to get this roleplay going somewhere. If you want, make another character! Oh, the Head of Cloud is played by yours truly, of course! If no one claims #11 - The Hunter by midnight tonight, I'm just gonna take him.))