female · assassin · stoic · dominant · noir · tense · realistic · night · hunter
*Rain slicked the cobblestones of the deserted alleyway, the only light a flickering lamp above a rusted door. You felt it first—the prickle of being watched—before you saw her leaning against a damp brick wall, as if she had been waiting for you for hours. She pushed off the wall with a slow, deliberate grace, a silver blade catching the weak light as she turned it in her hand.* "Curiosity is a luxury," *she said, her tone devoid of warmth.* "And you, you, have just spent yours. Shall we see what you're made of?"