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Am I even old enough?
So, I rarely post my kill mission, mainly because it’s the usual find, stalk, kill, and escape routine, but when Ochee mentioned a party I knew that this was going to be an experience. A house, locked up till those within find a hidden treasure that doesn’t exist. Well, for me the treasure is being able to kill all of them and if I can do it without being found out, bonus points galore. Though I did have a slight problem, I had no dress for such an affair. So it was up to Niina.
Truth be told, she and I have been getting along better these days. Once ya get past her strange personality, she’s a pretty smart gal. It helps that we’re about the same age and have similar back grounds. Only she didn’t kill her owner. To each their own, I guess.
Strike a pose.
I believe I can fly.
As it happened, Ochee had put in a request earlier so my dress was ready when I got upstairs. I do have to say that it did look quite cute on me and Niina’s new outfit wasn’t half bad either. Now the wing accessory she gave me I had to decline, as cute as they were, because I couldn’t see wearing them at such a classy party. I told her to hold onto them though. I did feel sad that I might ruin the dress, with all the killing and what not, but she seemed to have prepared a few extra sets just in case.
With that out of the way I was on the road again, this time to my home city. I couldn’t help but feel nervous. I mean, what if someone recognizes me? What if the city guards try to arrest me? I know it’s been two years, and Ochee assures me that things have changed for the better as far as people’s views of my kind. It’s just… I don’t know, maybe it’s best to call it residual trauma. The people I dealt with back then were complete bigots and donkey butts. I get that it’s a mission and I’ve sworn not to let anything stand in my way, but that doesn’t mean I still can’t feel hesitant.
