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Perhaps for the safety of his family Mark shouldn't be following his Chinese traditions but nevertheless the lanterns had attracted him to the centre of the city, as they had with crowds of other people. The amount of people crowded gave him a sense of comfort, a bit like a blanket and it meant that he was able to enjoy his time properly, like he used to when he was younger and far more naive than he was now. He'd gone alone again this year, as he had done every year since he moved to Korea but he still took along 3 lanterns for all the members of his family, releasing them all for the same reasons they had when Mark was barely a young boy. Either way he was happy to just be around for another Lunar New Year and he was happy to celebrate the other festivities alone. Just like the crowds there was something soothing about routine. A wall under the shadow of a try had been his spot for the past half hour and he'd been watching people pass, young families holding hands, laughing, celebrating everything that was to be celebrated about the Lunar festivals. On the wall beside him sat his lanterns and on top of that a lighter for when the time came, the sun was in the midst of setting and Mark was soaking in the music, the atmosphere of joy when his state of contentment was interrupted. He looked down towards his lighter and back up to the girl stood in front of him, he had noticed her smiling and though he was tempted to turn her away and spend his planned evening alone, the occasion was about sharing and giving. He held it out, slipping in into the palm of her hand "So, uh…" he stopped half sentence realising he'd never introduced himself or got the girls name "Sorry, I never caught your name." Mark had only ever meant any sort of interaction in a friendly way, he slid up along the wall offering her a place to sit "I'm Mark, by the way." He moved the folded 3 lanterns onto his lap and smiled at his new neighbour, maybe he wouldn't have to spend this new year entirely alone.

Mark had been wandering round the city all morning, he hadn't heard from Jaejoong, Hongbin nor any of the co-leaders since yesterday and he was absolutely certain that he couldn't spend another hour cooped up inside the headquarters watching naive wannabes sit down and slouch around acting like they owned the place. In stead he somehow ended up inside a diner, not too far away from his apartment and luckily he knew of a mission that was meant to be taking place here at the very time he walked in. How convenient, he thought. Across the room he saw Gikwang, the assassin that had been set the mission for today, a mission not set by himself but had be passed through him by another of the leaders. Mark kept his distance watching from afar as the assassin followed their target into the bathroom, and with a smug smile on his face he sipped his coffee and waited for Gikwang to return before approaching him. He had never thought that at 19 years old he would find such pleasure through the death of an overweight man over a nice cup of coffee and yet here he was, he hadn't thought whether it was a tragic turn or whether it was funny. He watched the door intently and soon enough it opened and out came the target, alive and well, barely scratched. Mark slammed his cup of coffee down on the table and grimaced as the man walked across the room and returned to sit with his family effortlessly like nothing had happened. Unsure what had happened, he left money on the table and left the diner, standing outside the door waiting for the now failed assassin to walk outside. Gikwang had always been relied on to be the best assassin that Anathema had, though he had gone against the rules Mark was not sure how the faction would cope without his thirst to kill and as he waited he tutted slightly and ran through a plan in his mind- Mark was always thinking things through before they happened. Eventually the assassin came to the door and grabbing his wrist, Mark puled him down the alleyway next to the cafe, a smile on his face trying not to give away his subtle anger. "So," he started, a kind tone playing on his voice "how did this mission go?" He waited for a reply, a reply he knew he was going to get, Gikwang had not seen him in the cafe after all.

Mark had been sat in the headquarters for quite some time when he heard to voice of Hongbin echoing at the door, he didn't feel it necessary to reply, it was Hongbin and he was sure to just walk in anyway whether or not Mark had the effort to reply. At the mention of the name 'Jaejoong' he sat up a little bit straighter, slouched a little less and made sure to pay full attention to everything that he was being told; he had reminded himself of his own promise and absorbed all the information. He knew that they were capable of doing what he'd been told, they'd done it before but this time it had to be done differently. "A wannabe?" Mark laughed a little whilst repeating what he had been told, there were so many people attempting to get to both Hongbin and Mark's authority in the faction that it was sure some of them would do whatever it takes in order to get there. "Well, I'm pretty sure if you advertise it to a big group of them, one idiot is bound to nominate themselves." He grimaced slightly at his words,  reminiscing on the time in which he had been in the same position as those that now he was laughing at sending to their deaths. He shook it off and remembered it was all for the priority of the faction, it was all for the priority of the city and it had to be done. "The tattoo is no problem, anyone here would be able to do that," he started to go into his ideas on what they were able to do, though he was young he had a great eye for spotting a good plan- spotting where they could go entirely wrong- "but you're right, it has to be different this time." Mark reached over for his bag that was sat on the table in the middle of the room, he scavenged through it and pulled out a notebook that was spilling out pieces of messed up paper everywhere, and as he flicked through half the contents fell to the floor followed by a sigh from its owner. He stopped at a map of the scorpio base that had been given to him by one of the other members and set it down on the table in front of them both. "So," he pointed to a door on the map "this entrance is guarded, you can see the guards here," he gestured at the little spots that sat round the gap in the wall and some other dots that were up on the higher levels of the base. "It seems to be the only place that's guarded in the entire base, but I'm pretty sure that if you sent them round there," he pointed to another door at the back of the base "there has to be at least one guard ready to shoot someone down." He smiled a little, looking at Hongbin "But, I'm pretty sure we can find a way to take them out easy enough."