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ladyincrimson-deactivated201706:
Dear Cassandra,
Meet me at Gotham harbor at midnight. Bring your toys; we’re going to find some playmates.
The assassin’s lips tugged upwards into a faint smile, she neatly folded the note and placed it back on the bedside table. A katana, placed in it’s usual position on the shelf above her bed, was always her preferred weapon. It was quick, allowed precision and the skilled strikes she had been taught in her childhood. She grabbed it and exited through the bedroom window.
Damp air filled Cassandra’s lungs as approached the location of her mother’s choice. Excitement flowed through her, as it normally did when she was working along Shiva’s side. Far better than any time she spent with Cain, he never shared the same… interests like they do.
Her dark eyes locked onto a couple near the docks and observed them from afar, she wondered just how oblivious they could really be. Predators are everywhere, and yet they continue to stand there idly where anyone could attack.
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