#sinbadnoousama

‘Yup, dislocated,’ Shirah signed, and the magician was glad for her translation tool, making it easy to communicate with others ‘I can put it back, but it’s going to hurt like hell.’

“Would you care for a performance?” The wanderer garbed in flowing clothes asked the sindrian king. Sure, he had only recently come to sindria, and it had been quite the marvel in order to even get to this point (especially with the location, and all the water... he inwardly shuddered at the thought), he still was rather content. “It’s fine if you don’t wish to, nor do you have to pay if you do. It’s just a simple sword-dance.”

"A job is a job... If it pays back my debt, I'll keep killing." Even now, he kept his voice low, and just waited for the most opportune time. Sure, he was tailing the detective that was the target of his hit, and doing a damn good job of not being noticed. It wasn't until the man turned down an alleyway that he either recognized that he was being tailed, or was being an idiot... still, it was better safe than sorry to put on his mask before turning down the alleyway. He was sure to try and keep quiet, however, as he took longer strides in order to approach the target.

Baby, wanna touch you  I wanna breathe into your well  See, I gotta to hunt you  I gotta bring you to my hell  Baby, I wanna fuck you,  I wanna feel you in my bones  Boy, I'm gonna love you I'm gonna tear into your soul

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"Hello mister is there something I can do for you?" she asked smiling.

"I have no time and little patience for your nonsense, king. You may demand smiles from my young brother Kouha. He will be happy to supply them for you."

kingsinbadofthesevenseas - the underworld king and resort mogul