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| - It's the middle of the night, a crescent moon resting high above the sky. The winds blow gently over the villages of the Land of Tea. Inside a house, there lies the body of a man, recently killed but no marks or sign of foul play. Standing over the corpse are two siblings. Renowned for killing their targets without so much as a mark on them, they are usually the first ones sought after if someone needs a person killed quickly and cleanly. With their arms wrapped around each other, the look down at their masterpiece of death, a menacing grim upon their faces. Their job was complete and their eyes begin to change from blue to white, veins stretching from their temporal lobe. In a flash of blue, they were gone, as if they teleported. Meeting up with their client at the outskirts of the villag
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| - It's the middle of the night, a crescent moon resting high above the sky. The winds blow gently over the villages of the Land of Tea. Inside a house, there lies the body of a man, recently killed but no marks or sign of foul play. Standing over the corpse are two siblings. Renowned for killing their targets without so much as a mark on them, they are usually the first ones sought after if someone needs a person killed quickly and cleanly. With their arms wrapped around each other, the look down at their masterpiece of death, a menacing grim upon their faces. Their job was complete and their eyes begin to change from blue to white, veins stretching from their temporal lobe. In a flash of blue, they were gone, as if they teleported. Meeting up with their client at the outskirts of the village, they approach him to tell them of the news. "So, has the deed been done? Is he dead?" The client asks, two pouches of Ryu in his hands. He was a very rich man who had made a lot of enemies on his rise to the top. Their target was one of those enemies, who threatened to expose the deeds he had done to further his career. "No one will ever know he was murdered. As far as they're concerned, he died of a heart attack while looking for a midnight snack. You made the right choice in picking us for this task." The boy, named Tsukai replies. Tsukai was the brains of the two; Cold, calculated and never rushes into things. He's the one who comes up with the plans on how they should kill their targets. "I'm sure he'll be missed greatly by those around him, who will mourn him for his untimely death to the hands of nature." The girl speaks up. Her name was Tsuji. She's the brawn of the two, doing most of the heavier work and also the more creative when it comes to their kills. She adds her own touches to Tsukai's plans so she can get along with them. As the man nods, he throws two large pouches of Ryu into their hands. "Remember, we never met and this never happened." The man speaks up, looking them in the eye. "Remember what?" Tsukai replies coyly, a smirk upon his face. Nodding his head, the man walks away, the twins following suit as the moon began to set, the sun just barely shining its light over the horizon. With another job done, they check themselves into an inn in another village within the Land of Tea, everyone completely unaware of the deed they had performed. As the two pay for their room, they head up and lock the door, dropping themselves on the two separate beds. Content with a job well done, they shut their eyes, resting up for the day ahead.
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