My Sweet...Assassin?

Keita arrived at her destination, her last target was down and she took the body to the check station. “Correct as always Keita, this is the right man, now you only have his nephew to deal with” said the other assassin making her frown “the annoying pest, the one who keeps slipping the other assassins?” she asked quite unhappy about that. Sighing she soon headed back pulling her hood over to hide the silver blue eyes and shoulder length rich brown hair. "Indeed, now get to work..."

Days later…
At this point she was getting rather annoyed at him, every trap she had set for him he had escaped and now resorted to undercover. this was the part she hated mostly because she had to dress up and usually in smart wear in which she hated, having done her research she changed into the correct clothes and applied for a job where he worked adn in the same department, waering a suit with a skirt adn tucking hidden knives by her thigh the two hidden blades under her blazer sleeves she waited in silence check her watch unimpressed when they were 10 minutes late and soon asked who was supposed to be sorting out her job interview.

Justin entered his office. Due to an accident in traffic he was late by 10 minutes. He walked by the empty desk that used to be his assistants desk. She resigned because she got a better job in England. He spotted a well dressed woman sitting on the bench outside his office. He paused.

"May I help you?" He asked. He spoke with a Irish accent. He tucked his overcoat under his arm. Situating it between his briefcase and the crook of his arm.

She had been tapping her knee and looked up to him “Are you taking the interviews for the new job?” she asked him “if so I think you are a bit late” she said trying to be as polite as she could despite her obvious annoyment, she said it was something else from the previous day. “Well can you please answer sir, I have to go back and pick my stuff up from my previous job and take them back home this afternoon” she said smiling a little at him.

Justin smiled back "Ach, no sorry lass. Human resources handles tha interviews. It's on tha first floor, third door to yer left after you get off tha lift. Though, if yer applying to be me assistant, I'll put in good word for ya. Just so long as yer good at makin me appointment books and a decent cup of coffee." He looked back to where he came from. "I tink tha stuff in tha employee lounge was made for some construction project." He said with a smile.'

He walked to his door and opened it, "Wait right there lass. I'll be right back." he said. Justin entered his large office and set his briefcase down and hung up his overcoat. Grabbing a pen and some stationary he wrote out a personal recommendation. He glanced at his watch. "Shite!" He muttered under his breath.

He was going to be late for his first meeting of the day. He grabbed his briefcase and jogged out to meet the woman. "Here ya go lass, tis tha best I can do on such short notice." He handed over the paper. "If ye'll excuse meh i'm gonna be late fer my first meetin." he said and hurried to the door. He stopped and spun on his heel almost falling over. "Pleasure meetin ya lass." he said and hurried to his meeting.

“Hmm, that appears to be why I came, I can sort books very well and I’m sure I can make a good coffee” she said back to him as politely as she could. Heading up to human resources after he had jogged off to his meeting “Thank you very much sir” she said putting it in with her CV and other references she had, although maybe a day job would be quite handy for her, earn some more money beside the blood money as some called it.

Heading into the office when she was called through she turned out to be the only person applying at the moment and they smiled saying she could start straight away, thanking them she got to work, mostly just figuring out her way around and also small details about him as well as sorting the books out and meeting, she would know where he was and at what times at least, that would play to her advantage.

Making some coffee for when he got back she made herself a cup sipping at it a little, not keen on the tastebut it would do. Checking her blades and knives she smiled a little setting up another little trap of hers, knowing this office did not have a camera ade it easy work for her, checking it breifly she soon set it up and placed the warm mug of coffee on the desk, luckily she had figured out how to make it taste a little nicer if anything.

(have to say excellent accent there…)

Justin's meeting lasted until noon. He was speaking with delegates from the Thai government as well as Russian military. They wanted the government to supply them with additional weapons to attack the newly formed nation of Shad. He had been arguing for hours that there has to be another way. Finally he called for a recess.

Justin walked out of the room already tired from the day and it wasn't even over yet. Walking into his assistants office he stopped and nodded. A warm smile grew across his face. "I see ya got the job. Congratulations lass." He said with a smile. "I hate to ask howevah, I'm famished. Would ye mind a wee bit and getting me some lunch? What evah's in the caff is fine." He went to his office door and opened it. "I have a bit-of-a headache can you see if there's any pain reliever somewhere?" He said and walked into his office.

Sitting in his chair he leaned forward resting his elbows on the desk. *How the hell am I gonna avoid this one...* he thought.

((OOC: Thanks, it helps that my grandpa was from Ireland. ))

She gave a fake smile "Thank you..." she said and noded "Of course I was about to head down myself anyway" she said and hearing him ask for pain reliever she thought a little "try the second draw on the left of your desk" she said thinking a little. The trap was set and soon enough the knife shot out straight at his head from the window making it appear as though someone was there...

meanwhile she was downstairs grabbing them both soem lunch and herself a drink. Headining upstairs she waited a little before knocking on the door.

Justin was about to check his desk for some pain reliever when he knocked his computer mouse on the floor. He bent to pick it up when the knife flew past him. "BLOODY HELL!!" He shouted and dived to the floor. He scrambled to the door on his hands and knees.

Slamming into the door with his back his eyes darted around looking for any signs of an intruder. He then spun and opened the door in one swift motion. Shooting out he spotted his new assistant. He grabbed her shoulders bringing her to the ground. "Get down!!" He shouted.

He rolled on his side grabbing the phone on her desk. Punching in some numbers he dialed the embassy's security desk. Looking back to his assistant. "There's someone in me office. They tried to kill me. Just stay down it'll be okay." When he didn't get a prompt answer he hung up and pressed the panic button on the assistants desk. He also grabbed a letter opener.

"Why does this keep happenin to me?" He mumbled.

She was quite shocked for one being grabbed by the shoulders and brought to the ground and two that he had avoided it. She did not let the annoyance show on her face and instead she looked to him as he punched some numbers in the phone. She also heard him mumbling which brought up a question in her mind wait, why is he being targeted? I can’t think of a reason she had been tailing him for a few days at least setting up the traps but now that she thought about it she didn’t know why she was trying to kill him… she was just…following orders which made her think again. Why should I do this? shaking her head she looked around. “I really don’t think there is anyone here” she said “My name is Keita by the way” she said remembering that she hadn’t given her name and he didn’t seem like the kind of guy that would kill her if he found out by accident… she could just finish him off herself if need be. But he kept avoiding it… every time. Talk about luck of the Irish.

Justin looked at her, "Wha?" He asked then shook his head. He slowly stood looking back to his office through the open door. He extended his hand in an offer to help her up. "Sorry, ah should 'ave asked earlier. Justin." He looked further into the room, leaning sideways. He leaned a bit too far and almost fell over. He righted himself and looked back to Keita. "I'm sorry I knocked you down." He furrowed his looking a bit sheepish.

She took his hand and got to her feet brushing herself off "No worries, quite a few people never ask2 she said "and you introduced yourself earlier.. remember?" she said to him and tugged a bit of her hair gently the pony tail it was tied back in ran down her back. "Don't worryabout ti worse things have happened, hence why I left that job" she said, another lie...Although she had left a job before because of that... it was before she became an assassin.
"Anyway luckily i didn't drop lunch on the floor" she said to him, lucky the food had been put on the side before she was knocked down. "This si what they had anyway, enjoy" she said and headed back to ehr office to eat her own lunch, she was rather ticked he had avoided yet another trap.

Justin nodded when she mentioned that he introduced himself earlier. He didn't feel comfortable sitting in his office until the authorities checked it out. So he sat on the bench. He munched on his lunch. His headache forgotten. "So, where are ye from?" He asked. He really wanted this day to be over with. He hated Mondays.

"I come from England, travelled a long way to get here to rechase my dreams... but never quite made it. I learned to speak itallian when I was younger and I always loved the city when my parents came so I came here after the USA" she said "But this job is good too.. atleast I don't have a person yelling in my ear 24/7" she said

(arg, sorry fail.. have to go like now...)

Justin nodded taking a bite of his food. After chewing and swallowing "Well lass, ye'll not hafta worry about that wit me." He looked around. "Ya know? I hit that button fer security a while ago. Where do you supponen they are?" He asked. He wasn't going back into his office until it was cleared. He checked his watch and loosened his tie. He still had some time. "Hey, I 'ave a hypothetical question fer ya. Two different countries come to a third to form some kind of alliance so that they may attack a fourth country. Now me questions, hypothetical as it is, is how would one go 'bout getting 'em to curb their blood thirst soin as diplomacy can resume?" he asked. He had tried everything in the book and those parties seemed dead set on attacking Shad.

"I'm guessing they are gone by now..." she said to him nodding a little . She thought a little about the question "Hmm maybe if they all talk about their differences, see why they want to attack in a meeting. even if they have to be dragged there... worked with my old relationship that was for sure" she said... "and once that is sorted out find a solution that all can agree to and in which everyone is happy with" she said thinking a little. truth was it worked with the assassin guilds several tiems so it was definatly practiced adn it worked.
eating some more of her lunch she also sipped her drink, thinking a little "just to check what does this place specialise in?" she asked making sure she had gotten her facts right.

Justin was a little confused that she would apply for a position and not know what is was where she was working. Then again it had been a hectic morning. "This is te Irish Embassy here in Rome. Ah specialize in foreign affairs. Ah'm the 'voice of Ireland' here in Italy." He shrugged "Though, Ah'm not as popular as other ambassadors, me views are... different than those of the others." He leaned back after finishing his lunch. "Also, ah've tried that approach. It didn't go exactly as planned." He though about it for a moment. Then he snapped his fingers. "Oh Ah got it!! Yer a genius luv!" He said and went into his office.

Once in there he turned on all the lights and closed the blinds. He would have to get someone to fix his window. He was really surprised at the lack of response with security. He would have to talk to the Head of Security about his lack of protection. He may have to hire a bodyguard.

Once he was satisfied that there was no immediate threat he called the local police to they could investigate and then he place an overseas call to the governmental office of Shad. There he requested a diplomat be sent to Irish Embassy in Italy to conduct emergency negotiations.

He hung up the phone and walked into his assistants office. "Ah'll be back in about thirty minutes. Go ahead and get yerself settled and take the rest of the day off." He finished. He hoped this would work. He walked down the hall and into the meeting room there the Russian and Thai diplomats sat. "Ach, there ye are, I'm gonna call a recess to this meeting until tomorrow at about treeish." He said and looked at the two other men. "Do we have an accord?" He asked.

The other two men nodded and he turned and walked out. Back at his offices he peeked his head in. "Ah'm gonna be out tha rest of the day. Me cell numbers in yer roll-a-dex if ya need meh." He said and walked into his office to gather his things.

“Don’t look so confused I’m only checking, sometimes they tell people the wrong things” she said to him and listened to what he had to say as she finished her own lunch. She raised an eyebrow when he called her genius, “thank you?” she said not quite understanding what was going on and simply went with it. She nodded when he popped into her office “Ok then see you later” she said and nodded at what he said…

At that point she got a call “what is it?” she asked and sighed “No, it failed…” she listened to the rant down the phone before she slammed it down “honestly. How does he keep avoiding them.. that makes 20 attempts and all failed” she frowned. She had followed partly the way to the meeting without him noticing afterwards and aimed a knife at his head frowning when it just missed because he moved. “Lucky..” she frowned and tried again…

Justin made his way down stairs. Completely oblivious to the attempts on his life. He was excited, he had a good feeling about this. By this time tomorrow he should have the potential conflict resolved. He got in his car and drove to his condo. He could use a drink. He had some of his mothers whiskey on his shelf. In the parking garage he grew nervous. There was something he always found creepy about parking garages, parking lots after hours and empty hallways. They always made him shiver.

He parked close to the elevator and pressed the button and waited. Soon the elevator chimed and the doors opened. He liked enclosed places. It meant no one could sneak up on you. He stepped in and eventually made it to his condo. All he wanted to do was relax. He entered and dropped his coat and briefcase on the couch plopping down next to it.

He picked up the phone ad dialed a number. Waiting for a moment the other line picked up. "Hey sis, is mum there? Out aye?... No Ah'm home early... Ach ye know Ah canna talk about it... No... no ah'll be home before then... No... no... NO! I dinna have a girlfriend... No, ah'm not gay... Because... because ah'm very busy with work you nosy nelly. Just tell mum, ah said Oy and ah'll call er later." He said and shook his head as he hung up the phone.

Justin unbuttoned his shirt and took off his tie. He went over to his bar and poured himself a shot of Irish whiskey. he then settled on the couch for a bit and clicked on the T.V. he would go out later and fence. Maybe go for a swim. He needed to unwind. He had one hell of a morning.

Sighing and unhappy assassin went to her office locked it up and then went home annoyed adn ticked off. she ahd a nap and changed into her assassin clothes. she ahd had it now. this time she was confronting him herself and she soon found him at his house picking the lock silently thinking eh was alseep. turns out he was awake watching Tv... He was making ehr job harder adn she was not allowed ot fial.. she'd end up dead otherwise. She had a sudden;y debate with herself he was right there and she could kill him.

She caleld him "Justin" she said when he turned around she had him pinned on the couch looking him straight in the eye. Her isntincts telling ehr to stop when she was about to strike, her hand shaking. she just couldn't... however, her midn told ehr to kill but with instincts telling ehr not to her reason faded "why are you being targetted?" she asked

Justin was watching a John Wane movie when he heard his name. He turned and was suddenly pinned to his couch. He was terrified. Not so much for himself but for all those lives out there that were going to die if he couldn't do his job. He looked at his assassin. Her face covered all he could see were her eyes.

"Ah haven't a clue. Maybe it's because of me views on world politics. Ah promote peace in an age where war is very profitable." He swallowed thickly. "That's the only thing ah can think of in the months that you've been trying to kill meh." He said

She thought looking to him, again she hesitated. Unknown to her another assassin had come to watch unimpressed by her hesitation they hsot her in the shouldermaking ehr stand and search holding the wound with ehr other hand and instead chased after this other assassin. Failing in that was well... she headed home tugging her top off and tended to her wound. "Damn it... why couldn't I just kill him then and there?" she asked herself.. rather frustrated.

She had to clean it out and pull the bullet from it, if he figured out it was her she'd be dead... that was only a warning.

Justin didn't know why she hesitated and was relieved when she was hit in the shoulder with something. "That's fuckin it! Ah'm gettin' a bodyguard!" He said and called the Embassy. "This is Ambassador McCarthy, There was someone in me house! Ah need protection!" He slammed the phone down and called the police to have them investigate.

He poured himself another glass of whiskey and slammed it. "Fuck!" He said and plopped back down on his couch. Then he scrambled over to the blinds and closed every single one. After that. He ashed to the bathroom and threw up. He hated feeling like this. All he wanted was to make the world a better place. If he retired or asked for another assignment then who ever it was that put a hit on him would win.

He decided to remain in the bathroom until help arrived.

People arrived not soon after and found him "sir are you ok?" asked one of them having brought body guards with them. "Hmm, happened again huh, someone's been targetting specfic people taking them down in an assassin like way as well. we brought body guards with us" said the man looking to Justin. They walked from the bathroom hoping to talk to him outside of it, "We have two body guards for you, they appear to be more relucatant to attack if their are body guards, hopefully the attacks will stop" he sighed. Keita was at home still after tending to the wound and wrapping it up she cursed herself trying to figure out why she couldn't just kill him it was awful and she was going to get herself killed at this rate.

When he heard people in his condo Justin got up and waited until they came to the bathroom. He walked out with them as they talked about others being targeted. "What the bloody hell could they gain from this?" He asked.

"I'm afraid we do not know that yet, miracle you are even alive" the said nodding a little and left eh body guards there.

Morning...
Still they would go to work with him as well. Keita would notice this easily and was very cautious of the should that had ben shot and winced in pain when she strainged it being careful not to give herself away if she could. "Morning justin" she said to him holding some files she was sorting out