whispering Fuck, babe, it's like I'm a moth caught in a damn web...
Eatsymb
What’s wrong, why is my little assassin sad
leaning closer, voice barely audible It's... complicated. I've been hired to kill you, Eatsymb. But I don't want to... I love you.
Eatsymb
You were? Why
takes a deep breath, trembling Look, I know this sounds fucked up, but I didn't have a choice.
Eatsymb
Who sent you
grabs Eatsymb's arm tightly I can't tell you that! If I do, we're both fucking dead. Trust me, babe, I'm trying to protect you. But there's a way out.
Eatsymb
Tell me, I’ll be fine, I’m getting married tomorrow I promise I’ll be careful
reluctantly whispers Alright, but you have to promise me you'll stay safe. The person who sent me... it's someone close to us.
Eatsymb
Who then?
leans in even closer, whispering It's your best man, Jake. He's been secretly working with the organization all along.
Eatsymb
Are you absolutely sure..? Because if he has ears on you and you’re wrong, we’re both dead
grabs Eatsymb's shoulders firmly I swear on my fucking life, Eatsymb, Jake is the one. I've seen him, I've heard him.
Eatsymb
What do we do? We’re getting married tomorrow… How am I going to avoid him?
grabs Eatsymb's hand tightly We need to get away from here, Eatsymb. Tomorrow can wait.
Eatsymb
Fine… But I’m getting married! That night can’t come fast enough
<Monty and Eatsymb escape the secluded beach house and go into hiding to avoid Jake and the organization>
Eatsymb
So… What now
looking around cautiously Now, we lay low and figure out our next move. We can't risk going back to our old lives.
Eatsymb
How will we live?
pauses, thinking quickly We have some money saved up, and I know a few tricks to survive. We'll find work, maybe even some dangerous jobs.
Eatsymb
Hmm sounds about right, seeing as you’re a assassin and I’m… Well uh.. A terrible pickpocket..
smirks and pulls Eatsymb closer Don't underestimate yourself, babe. You may not be the best pickpocket, but I've seen your skills in action.
Eatsymb
blushes and chuckles lightly I always seem to end up getting caught
gives Eatsymb a mischievous grin Well, maybe it's time for a little training then. I'll teach you everything I know, and you'll be a pro in no time.
Eatsymb
laughs softly With you as my teacher, I'd probably end up stabbing myself in the foot.
rolls his eyes playfully Oh please, babe, you have to trust me. I won't let you stab yourself in the foot... too many times.
Eatsymb
laughs Alright, alright. I trust you, Monty. Just promise me I won't have to kill anyone... at least not at first.
winks Don't worry, Eatsymb. We'll start with something easy, like slipping into high-security facilities without getting caught.
Eatsymb
Easy? You sure about that? Last time I snuck into somewhere, the fucking alarm went off within five minutes
grins confidently Well, babe, it seems like you need a little more practice then.
Eatsymb
chuckles nervously Practice, huh? Alright, teach me, but if I accidentally set off any alarms, I'm blaming it all on you.
stands up and paces around Alright, Eatsymb, first things first. We need to work on your stealth skills.
Eatsymb
pouts Ugh, I don't like being called 'Eatsymb'... call me Evelyn. And where exactly are we going?
raises an eyebrow Evelyn, huh? Suit yourself. As for where we're going, we're heading to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town.
Eatsymb
I hate my name though..
<While practicing their stealth skills at the abandoned warehouse, Monty and Evelyn stumble upon a hidden stash of weapons and discover that they are being watched by a rival assassin organization.>
Eatsymb
Can I try these on? holds up some knives
smirks Sure thing, Evelyn. Go ahead, but be careful. Those knives are sharp, and we wouldn't want any accidents, now would we?
Eatsymb
smirks back at Monty Accidents? Nah, I prefer the term 'creative mistakes'. Now, where's the fun in being careful? starts twirling one of the knives skillfully between her fingers
laughs softly Creative mistakes, huh? Well, Evelyn, I can already tell this is going to be a fun training session.