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A/n I was in a very weird mood
The Warehouse. Ash was bored and so was Quinn, they had been waiting in the car for three hours already with only the noise of the rain drumming on the windshield to listen to. They were waiting out the nightworlders who were 'supposedly' making an underground resistance a bit like circle daybreak but with totally opposite objectives. Thierry had given them this address. Thierry worked to hard always trying to uncover more night world gangs but not always successfully. Quinn was squinting through the darkness trying to keep an eye on the door of the big 'abandoned' warehouse but after taking in every scratch and flaw in the wood ten thousand times over it was getting a bit boring. Meanwhile Ash was staring out the window into nothingness a regular occurrence since he came back from Briar Creek and had been told to wait for his soulmate. "This is crap," Quinn said suddenly while tapping his fingernails on the steering wheel. "Yep everything's always crap in your little head isn't it Quinn," Ash replied without turning around to look at him. "I say we go in there and storm the place," Quinn said pointing at the warehouse. "That would be going against orders now wouldn't it Johnny wonny," Ash said obviously teasing Quinn "who cares lets kill everyone in sight" Ash then picked up some very nice stakes and silver knives and exited the car. Quinn followed. *After three * Quinn said telepathically to Ash, *One, Two . . . * *Why after three why not five * Ash asked. *Whatever. Five* Quinn started move but on seeing that Ash didn't glared at him menacingly *what is your game Ash * *What you said on three and you said five seriously no pleasing some people * Ash said. *Just brake down the fucking door * Quinn said venomously. Ash did this very simple task and they both walked in to the warehouse. "We're here to break up this joint," Quinn said very loudly at the same time as Ash shouted "What the fuck?" "What was that for," Quinn asked Ash. He then looked around and realised. They had walked into a roller disco arena and promptly at that second vampire and witch girls rolled out of the doors on either side of the hall and started doing the cancan while on roller boots. The music started. It was the Austin powers theme tune. Quinn and Ash two of the most powerful and feared assassins were very very very scared now. After hours of girls whirling round on roller boots Quinn and Ash finally managed to fight their way out. "That was so not funny" Quinn said, "If Rashel knows about this she will kill me" "I am going to have some serious words with Thierry when we get back" Ash said snarling at a stick that was lying on the ground. Some place very far away. A white blonde vampire was sitting in his leather office chair laughing to himself.
The Warehouse. Ash was bored and so was Quinn, they had been waiting in the car for three hours already with only the noise of the rain drumming on the windshield to listen to. They were waiting out the nightworlders who were 'supposedly' making an underground resistance a bit like circle daybreak but with totally opposite objectives. Thierry had given them this address. Thierry worked to hard always trying to uncover more night world gangs but not always successfully. Quinn was squinting through the darkness trying to keep an eye on the door of the big 'abandoned' warehouse but after taking in every scratch and flaw in the wood ten thousand times over it was getting a bit boring. Meanwhile Ash was staring out the window into nothingness a regular occurrence since he came back from Briar Creek and had been told to wait for his soulmate. "This is crap," Quinn said suddenly while tapping his fingernails on the steering wheel. "Yep everything's always crap in your little head isn't it Quinn," Ash replied without turning around to look at him. "I say we go in there and storm the place," Quinn said pointing at the warehouse. "That would be going against orders now wouldn't it Johnny wonny," Ash said obviously teasing Quinn "who cares lets kill everyone in sight" Ash then picked up some very nice stakes and silver knives and exited the car. Quinn followed. *After three * Quinn said telepathically to Ash, *One, Two . . . * *Why after three why not five * Ash asked. *Whatever. Five* Quinn started move but on seeing that Ash didn't glared at him menacingly *what is your game Ash * *What you said on three and you said five seriously no pleasing some people * Ash said. *Just brake down the fucking door * Quinn said venomously. Ash did this very simple task and they both walked in to the warehouse. "We're here to break up this joint," Quinn said very loudly at the same time as Ash shouted "What the fuck?" "What was that for," Quinn asked Ash. He then looked around and realised. They had walked into a roller disco arena and promptly at that second vampire and witch girls rolled out of the doors on either side of the hall and started doing the cancan while on roller boots. The music started. It was the Austin powers theme tune. Quinn and Ash two of the most powerful and feared assassins were very very very scared now. After hours of girls whirling round on roller boots Quinn and Ash finally managed to fight their way out. "That was so not funny" Quinn said, "If Rashel knows about this she will kill me" "I am going to have some serious words with Thierry when we get back" Ash said snarling at a stick that was lying on the ground. Some place very far away. A white blonde vampire was sitting in his leather office chair laughing to himself.