Assassin 4
AN. (alex) SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSSOOOOOO sorry guys
I forgot i was posting this one -.-
You gotta remind me of these things...
Casey watched as Alex ran a whet stone across her blades, when she moved on from them she used a small wire with a piece of cloth on the end of it for the gun.
She turned and left the room, it was alright while the demonstration lasted, but she got bored easily.
'What to do, what to do…' she thought, looking around.
She spotted her bag on the floor next to Tom's room and went to it, rifling through it until she grasped the casing of a violin.
She took that out and went out into the hall, trying to find a place she could play where she wouldn't be interrupted.
Alex saw Annaed leave and smirked, the girl missed the good guns, the sniper rifles. Alex sighed stretching as she finished. It had been a while since most of her weapons had had that much care.
She had been working on physical agility for a while. By the time she was done packing up everyone had left the room.
She was glad she needed some alone time. She sighed and plugged in one half of her head phones to her head so she could still hear. She pulled out a journal and began to write.
Her cover job was that as a nuclear astrophysicist she had the degree so she might as well use it. Now she was composing a model for an experiment that would prove nuclear-synthesis.
Casey found an empty auditorium of sorts and walked up to the stage, sitting on the stool there. She took her violin out and tuned it minutely, once she was sure it was perfect she put it to her shoulder.
Once there, she began to play it, moving with it and humming the song she was thinking of.
Evanescence's My Immortal.
She closed her eyes and began to sing, quietly at first, and then letting her voice rise and fall at moderately louder tones.
Bill heard soft singing from his room and entered there he saw Alex laboring over something.
"Hello Bill," she said without looking up.
"How'd you know it was me?"
"The way you walk," she said.
"What are you doing?"
"My other job," she said with a sigh. Bill didn't interrupt he just went to the bed pulled out his laptop and began to work on a song.
Tom looked around, "Have you guys seen Annaed?" he asked, looking towards Georg and Gustav.
They both shook their heads, neither looking too concerned.
Tom walked to Bill's room, "Hey, have you seen Annaed?" he asked.
Bill looked up from his laptop, "No, not since we watched Alex with her sword and whatever that other thing was." He admitted, shrugging.
Tom rushed out to go find the other woman.
Bill watched Alex with a sudden and keen interest as she began to type on her laptop. Her fingers moved like lightning but her voice as it sung was steady. Bill had to say that it really was beautiful even if it was deep and slightly rough. He watched as her screen changed and began a simulation.
"How's it going?" he asked her.
"Not as well as it should," she said, typing in a new string of numbers.
Tom walked out of the hotel room with Tobi directly behind him.
They headed down to every floor, checking everywhere for Annaed.
Annaed stopped playing the violin for a second, her voice stopping.
She opened her eyes and looked around, not seeing anyone she closed her eyes again and switched the flow of music to the song she loved called Hello.
Her favorite band wasn't Evanescence but another, but the woman made good music for violins.
When she was halfway through the song she heard the door to the auditorium open. She didn't open her eyes though, just ignored the disturbance until she had gotten through with the song.
When she had finished she lowered the violin and opened her eyes, sweeping the room for whoever had come in.
It wasn't two seconds until her eyes landed on Tom and Tobi; both were standing near to the back, watching her. She sighed and placed her violin in the case, getting up and getting down from the stage.
When she neared the two she looked up at them, "What's up?" she asked, sweeping her bangs away from her face with the hand that wasn't holding onto the case.
Tom looked at Tobi, "We were worried and decided to come see about you. How long have you known how to play the violin?" he asked.
"Oh, a fair few years. Come on lets head back up to the room then." She headed for the door.
The group had just reached the stairs when they heard a yelp of triumph.
"I gotcha bitch!" Marcella's voice cried out in triumph.
"What is going on?" Tobi asked her.
"Nuclear astrophysics research," Marcella said causing Tom to look a little more than slightly confused.
"Uhm, I think the boys have an interview soon so everybody gear up," he said and headed out.
Casey ignored Marcella in favor of putting her violin back in her bag. When she turned around she saw Tom staring at her from his hat luggage.
He looked back down and chose a yellow hat, placing it on his head while putting the orange one in the bag. When he looked back up Casey was strongly reminded of a banana.
He looked back down when she caught his gaze, "It's time to go if we don't want to be late for that interview."
He started for the door, Casey opened it, when she made to walk out he caught her hand and pulled her to him.
Casey looked up at him in protest but he had placed his lips on hers for a second.
"Ok, now it's time to go." He whispered as he released her and then walked out of the room.
Marcella slid against Bill's side and he wrapped his arm around her waist winking at her as she snickered at Casey's expression. She herself had found herself in far stickier situations involving the male species in her job.
She knew, though, that a soldier would be far more up tight then the people she was used to working with. She had no doubt that when it came to the deed she alone would be the one to end the stalkers life.
She knew that an American soldier would rather imprison the girl. Alex had learned that there was no help for fucked up people, they needed to die once they started endangering others. She knew she fell into that category but she had yet to meet anyone who could kill her so justice was on her side.
She shook her head letting her eyes investigate Bill's face, something deep inside told her that he was going to make things a lot harder for her.
Casey followed after Tom, glaring at his back briefly before settling on looking around and making sure the area was safe. They heard the sounds of the others following after them and Casey turned her head slightly to count the number of footsteps and where they landed.
Tom was waiting for them in the elevator when everybody had stopped dawdling around. He held it open and it kept dinging, getting on his nerves.
When Gustav, the last person, was on Tom let go with a relieved sigh, wrapping his arm around Casey's waist. She rolled her eyes but there was hardly anything she could do about it right then.
Bill sighed as Alex pulled him to the back. She insisted on standing in the corner. Her hands were crossed and he thought he could see a glint of metal on each side.
"Why are you so jumpy?"
"I'm not jumpy I'm Alert," Bill glanced at Casey; she had done a very similar thing.
"Why?"
"Because there are people around and you're at risk." she said.
"Okay then," Bill said with a sigh.
Tom moved his hand to the center of Casey's back, furrowing his brow when he felt a piece of what felt like metal underneath her shirt.
"What's this?" he asked, turning his head to her.
Casey moved her hand from the inside of her pocket on her pants; he noticed that something stuck out. Since they were sitting down he was easily able to reach out and touch it.
Tom looked back at her face; she didn't really look at him, more concerned with everyone else in the room.
"What do you have?" he asked lowly.
"Protection." She answered simply.
Marcella inspected Casey with her eyes before leaning forward.
"Annaed, I could see your gun from across the room, be careful," she said leaning back into Bills grasp.
"Why were you getting on her about the gun?" Bill asked thinking it slightly hypocritical after all the weapons Alex carried.
"I'm after her for letting them be so visible."
Casey shifted and the bulge of the gun disappeared in her baggy pants, she looked around discreetly. When it seemed that no one was looking she pulled Tom's hand off of her pants and looked at him for a second.
"Don't touch them." She told him, shifting her back so he wasn't gripping the hunting blade against her skin.
Tom just stared at her, "You know how to use both of those things?" he asked incredulously.
Casey rolled her eyes, "Yes, I'm not a Barbie doll." She told him.
"I feel like a Barbie doll," Alex complained to Bill and he realized that she had readopted her Scottish accent.
"Why?"
"I am far more used to crouching in dark corners than walking in front of hundreds of people," she said with a sigh. "I mean that was weird, after the academy everything felt weird. I had grown so used to the insanity of it all that I forgot what it was like to be 'normal'"
"What is the academy?"
"It's where I learned to be what I am," she said with a soft smile.
"Was it like a college? Did you have friends or a boyfriend?"
"It was only instead of other core classes we had other stuff I got my degree in nuclear astrophysics there. I had a best friend but she was killed when we went to China. She'd been smoking to get rid of all the stress and she was breathing heavy and the emperor's guards got her. I had a boyfriend or two but they were dicks. They only wanted my body and I gave up after that especially after graduation. I don't want to get anyone killed."
"Wait, you killed the emperor! And I am so sorry!"
"Ja, I killed him. I was kind of pissed at the time because I just watched my friend die so it wasn't the cleanest job but it got done."
Casey looked around, "What are we here for anyway? Everyone is just sitting around…"
"We have an interview here, it should start soon, but if you're bored we could do something else." Tom smirked at her, moving his hand lower on her back to get his point across.
"No, I'm quite fine the way I am." She squashed his hand against her back and the couch, stilling its movement.
Tom sighed and started trying to get to a conversation topic that would interest her.
He was about ready to give up after five minutes when he said something about animals and Annaed seemed to come alive.
Apparently she liked animals.
Bill really wanted to know more about the girl he was sitting next to. He was mostly certain he didn't even know her real name. Yet she wouldn't answer him.
"What do you want me to say about us?" he asked giving up.
"Say what you want." she said with a shrug.
It was time for the boys to go to the interview then, Tom got his hand released from behind Annaed. He turned to her, "I'm sorry for anything that might happen to you after this interview." He was sincere.
"Like what?"
"I've never had a long term girlfriend since being in Tokio Hotel, mostly just one night stands. Therefore, the women might get violent."
Casey nodded, taking his words into account, "Very well then, but I'm sure I will be able to protect my person. Thank you for the warning beforehand however." She stated.
Tom left for the door, his brother and the other two following after them.
Bill didn't bother to warn Alex that danger could come her way, it sounded like she got a lot more and far more dangerous danger of her own making. He gave her one last glance before going on stage. Alex glanced at Casey.
She could not help but think of her as anything but that since she had realized who she really was. Alex could feel old pain and old memories stirring in her. She really wanted to chop the girl's head off but she forced herself to focus on the monitor in front of her on what Bill was going to say.
Casey watched the monitor, but quickly grew bored, all she could hear right then were the screams of girls as they sighted the boys.
Sighing she glanced quickly at Marcella, the woman was watching the monitor. She got up and moved around, looking for some water to drink, she was parched.
After finding a small fridge and seeing several water bottles inside she extracted one and returned to her seat. She refocused on the monitor and leaned back into the couch, crossing her right leg over her left and paying attention.
She needed to know what was said, like it was part of an all new mission, otherwise she wouldn't remember it all. She was scatterbrained like that, how she rose to Senior Chief Petty Officer was beyond her because of the simple scatterbrained fact.
Alex forced herself to forget her hate for the woman in the room with her because all the training the academy had given her was screaming for her to take revenge for her honor. She had to focus on what Bill was saying, she had to know her cover well, she had to know it like she knew the times tables, she had to use it without thinking. Finally Bill said something she could use.
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