05-23-2012, 04:02 AM
Anlace was about half way into the book in her hand. The Prince and the Pauper was written in beautiful golden script writing across the top of the book. It was an old leather bound version she had found some time back on another mission. Normally Anlace did not take thing that were not vital to the mission, but the book caught her interest. Therefore, she was here now reading it. Her legs were crossed and resting on top of a table. Just a coffee table, nothing anyone was supposed to eat on. Another figure entered the room, that being Bodkin. Her eyes darted to him for a second before going back to her book.
Bodkin came over and sat behind his partner, reading the book over her shoulder. The two were in complete silent. Where they preferred to be. Most of the other assassins and agents were out on missions, or simply out for the evening. Anlace passed her book up for Bodkin to hold by the top while she pulled her face covering off, allowing her to breath a bit easier. Her eyes never left the pages of the book. She even reached up, letting her hair out of its top knot. It fell about her face at random points. Different layers, and they stuck out every which way. Beauty was not her number one priority though. But in her own way, there was something there.
Bodkin though was a very intimating young man. His eyes were naturally dark. They had very dark circles around them. Almost like the young man had not slept in days. But that was only partly true. His hair was a cool blue tone, and his skin was very cold. To many in the theater he was very handsome. Especially in that bad-boy type of way.
Anlace reached back up and settled back into her spot, reading the book. She leaned back a bit more, resting the back of her head on his thighs. The partners perked up when they started to hear footsteps coming towards the lounge. Bodkin's hand was on his hilt as the two entered. Anlace was already standing behind Bodkin. The two were very quick to act. And trained well.
The two took a moment to look over the pair in front of them. The man, though being silent, had very white hair. He appeared about their own age. Maybe even a bit older. His skin had that slight yellow to it those of Asian decent got. The woman on the other had was the one who had spoken. Seductress came to Bodkin's mind as she spoke and played with her hair. She was also Asian. He glanced over towards Anlace who simply nodded in agreement. These two were the pair from Japan.
He lowered his hand from his weapon, stepping forwards a bit. "Right this way." Bodkin said. Anlace was in tow as Bodkin lead. The pair were silence while walking. The new agents were strangers, and even the other children they had grown up around their entire lives they rarely spoke to. The passed the archery range, where suddenly Bodkin stopped. Not even a second later, Finx and her brother were by the door.
"Finx, Cal. These are the agents from Japan." Anlace told them. She had trailed a bit, moving behind the two agents. It was possible she was watching them. Or just simply walking behind them.
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