Mar 13, 2017
Cont.
[ @silksiblings from here ]
“You are correct; that needle belongs to me.”
Illumi had been stalking his prey---James---for a few hours now. It wasn’t so difficult to keep patient, just for the moment he turned his back in the perfect way to land a blow. He had been itching, almost, to attack, and when the yellow-tipped needle left his hand, he grinned in an emotionless smile.
It was just another job. With the satisfaction of one-hundred thousand Jenny weighing down his pockets soon, it wouldn’t be his most profitable job, but certainly a satisfying one, all the same.
