Work That Needs To Be Done

I've always found being paid to kill people either makes you incredibly distant or incredibly feral. There is no middle ground in murder work. - Chronicles of Lorentino

"You better not shit out on me." Tyasha was Rolando's partner, inevitably she was supposed to be his back up, but upon being assigned the "new" guy she decided she couldn't just back up, she'd have to make sure he did the elimination himself. Rolando wasn't too bothered, he liked having her there along side him, even if she was a brash person that screamed she was up to no good. The funniest thing about her to Rolando was she kept her hair in pig tails. Every other aspect of her personality was mean, but her hair was done up very girly.

"I'm here to do a job, I'll get it done, if anything you should be worried if the shit hits the fan and I just leave you, since I can shift and you can not." They were assaulting in two separate directions, which Rolando thought would be a good way to get killed by Tyasha, but she assured him that her implants let her see exactly where he was, and since he had never had any cybernetic work done he had to take her word for it.

"That's what I mean by shitting out on me."

"Well don't worry about that, by the time I did it you'll probably be dead." The targets were a crime family of some minor renown, it was a milk run to make sure Rolando could do the harder stuff. He would have been insulted, but its not like Lorentino's didn't have a history (mostly his father, but he had his own screw ups along the way). Tyasha didn't say anything, she was already hitting the front, Rolando could hear the explosions. What she lacked in tact, she lacked even more in not waking up half the neighborhood in a bombing. Rolando had set up to cover the rear entrance, per the plan she'd chase people into his sights and he'd finish them off. Anyone who didn't burn, would die to his rifle fire, and it worked exactly as it was laid out. A rush of men ran out the back and Rolando gunned them down. All told things happened in less than five minutes, both Tyasha and he were gone before the authorities were even half way there.

"You did fine, ammo usage is a little poor." Their transport out was with a group of mercenaries. Rolando had to laugh at how often the Royal Military seemed to use paid help to make their operations not look like operations. It was enough to make Rolando question if he was really doing the right thing ever, but considering he gave up drinking for this he had to find solace in something. Even something as simple as earning Tyasha's respect how ever fleeting.