Disclaimer- I don't own FMA but I wish I did…..oh and Vic too. Now without further ado….
The only sound that echoed in the quiet back alleys of central was the clicking of a woman's heels on cold hard pavement. A dark shadow was cast mysteriously on the stationary wall as the figure passed. Trash adorned the alleyway as if it were gold. A set of steps was approached, then quickly descended into the deeper crime precincts of central. Now in place of trash, were the many thugs and drug dealers. Many looked lustfully as the cloaked figure passed. Many assumed that it had appeared to be a woman. One that was well-endowed and nicely formed. She walked passed the thugs down another alley. This one led to a small door. She knocked three times. A small board was lifted as a set of eyes peeked out.
"What's the law?" they asked. The woman smiled, her eyes closing in satisfaction.
"Greed is what sustains us." she said. Her tone alone told of seduction as well as her figure. The board was slid back and the door opened. She walked inside noticing the many drunkards at the bar. Smoke filled the air as people puffed on pipes and cigars. She made her way to a small corner booth. She sat down and carefully took note of the people that surrounded her. She cursed herself when she realized that her client had yet to arrive. She quickly pushed away this thought as someone sat down in front of her.
"Hello, little lady. Fancy meeting up with you again." The man said as he puffed on his cigar.
"Quiet, Randall, let's cut to the chase." She said reaching into her bosom, pulling out a photo. She laid it on the table facing him. "I want you to take care of it. See to it that there are absolutely no foul ups this time." The man picked up the photo. He studied it carefully, finishing with a scowl.
"You sure? I mean, he's just a kid." She looked at him grimly, eyes only slits.
"He isn't helping us like he should. I want him taken care of. Don't worry you'll be handsomely rewarded." She placed five hundred cens on the table. The man's eyes lit up. He grabbed the money fiercely. He took one more look at the picture before finally making a decision.
"Done."