To be fair, Koku hadn’t had to attend any events like this on Earth before now, and yet it didn’t make him feel any less weighed down by the name brand tuxedo irritating his skin. He could have sworn the chief mentioned that attendance wasn’t mandatory, but his peers convinced him otherwise.
Not only was the crisp, white button-up too tight around his neck and wrists, but Koku’s hair — which was slicked back with too much product — only served to irk him even further. He was supposed to look his best, as one of his station’s months. Koku had been given November, fittingly enough, and he’d modeled several…improper ensembles for the Station Calendar. Of course, the rich, wasted idiots in their expensive dresses and tuxedos recognized him, admired his features in person, touched him repeatedly throughout the night.
It was only after he’d accidentally sat on the hand of a married man while trying to take a moment for himself that he’d finally had enough. At the very least, he needed a few minutes to himself. Honestly, Koku didn’t mind being without clothes or flirting or even persuading otherwise loyal spouses to pleasure him. However, he was uncomfortable and annoyed, and these filthy people didn’t realize that he didn’t want to be bothered. So, the man slipped off to the bathroom, which was placed at the end of an excessively long corridor. Of course, Koku thought to himself.
The faint steps behind him weren’t something a human would have noticed. Hell, even he almost didn’t hear them. It wasn’t until the whisper that Koku even realized someone had been following him. He should have been more cautious, with the war still diving his home planet. The alien’s head had been up for bounty, a free for all. With him out of the way, Venus could return to— well, there wasn’t much time to think about that. His feet stopped moving, head titled slightly to the side, wondering what sort of weapon was about to be used on him. He could survive, probably… Or he could die right then and there.
“Don’t,” he pleaded in a calm voice, loud enough for his possible assailant. “What’s your name, first?” Koku needed to know who he was dealing with.
to be frank, yna could care less about the event’s proceedings and the deeper meaning behind whatever it was they’d been getting into. truth be told she’d been running on autopilot all night up until this point, the moment where she finally gets to put herself to good use and get some kind of action going. it was the hothead in her flaring its temper, but she thankfully had a good grade of patience or it would have been game over for her a long time ago.
the man currently in front of her matched the description she’d been given down to the piercings and odd eye colour. it’d been easy after that, and she’s not sure why his pursuer wanted him dead; she was no messenger, and she never would be. she was sent to do one job, and one job only, and she’d damn well do it to the best of her ability.
“my name isn’t important,” she deadpans, skipping over the small talk. that was the first rule she’d learned; even if you think you’ve got it all under control, prepare for the worst. in the event this gig goes completely sideways, she’s got her ass covered by at least not giving out her name, not even an alias. “i’ve been sent for you on the behalf of someone who wishes to remain anonymous. my instructions are to eliminate by any means necessary.”
her muscles are taut, body tense, but her breathing is slow, deep and even, relishing in the moments just before she executes a mission. the stranger seems fairly content on not giving her a hard time, but she knows a gunshot would be messy, especially here in the hallway. it’d be much easier outside, and she’d mapped out the emergency exits ahead of time to prepare for just that.
she presses the gun harder between the man’s shoulder blades, firm enough to be a solid, but not uncomfortable presence against his back. “to your right,” she begins quietly, nudging him along, “the rest of this hallway leads to an emergency exit. you will walk quietly and exit quickly unless you’d rather your life end right here.”
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