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I need the dollar. The dollar is what I need and Khorshid had an immense need for money. Money to hire mercenaries, money for travel expenses, money to purchase items and equipment worthy of killing a god. She had a rather meaty wish list and her first step in scratching items off it? A quest but not a goodie two shoes quest. Not one of those kinda quests taken up by the soft hearted in Fairy Tail or Blue Pegasus. Oh heavens no. This was a far more morally and legally questionable mission, even if it wasn’t exactly the most dramatic thing in the entire world.
The mission brought Khorshid to the streets of the Orchidia, her steps carrying her through the hustle and bustle of the market streets. Her aesthetic, normally such a consistent thing, had to be sacrificed for the purpose of this village. Gone was the dress she normally wore, replaced with a simple pair of trousers, a shirt, and a hooded jacket. She still kept that mask though, even if it was partially obscured beneath her jacket’s hood. This mission did seem to require some degree of obscurity, or at the very least the ability to disguise one from notice and what was the best way to avoid being noticed? To blend in.
Hopefully such a revelation was something Khorshid’s partner for this mission realised. Normally she preferred to work alone but in this case? A second body, a second pair of eyes, a second person. They would help. This mission did involve taking on an unknown number of enemies to secure some package and a little bit of backup never hurt. Khorshid would swallow her ego and desire to prove herself in the name of pragmatism. She valued the money more and, after all, she’d always have future chances to prove just how utterly dangerous she was.
She pretended to window browse a series of stalls, watching and waiting for either her partner or the client to arrive. Hopefully she would not be kept waiting for too long. Patience may be a virtue but for Khorshid? She knew there was a limit.
I need the dollar. The dollar is what I need and Khorshid had an immense need for money. Money to hire mercenaries, money for travel expenses, money to purchase items and equipment worthy of killing a god. She had a rather meaty wish list and her first step in scratching items off it? A quest but not a goodie two shoes quest. Not one of those kinda quests taken up by the soft hearted in Fairy Tail or Blue Pegasus. Oh heavens no. This was a far more morally and legally questionable mission, even if it wasn’t exactly the most dramatic thing in the entire world.
The mission brought Khorshid to the streets of the Orchidia, her steps carrying her through the hustle and bustle of the market streets. Her aesthetic, normally such a consistent thing, had to be sacrificed for the purpose of this village. Gone was the dress she normally wore, replaced with a simple pair of trousers, a shirt, and a hooded jacket. She still kept that mask though, even if it was partially obscured beneath her jacket’s hood. This mission did seem to require some degree of obscurity, or at the very least the ability to disguise one from notice and what was the best way to avoid being noticed? To blend in.
Hopefully such a revelation was something Khorshid’s partner for this mission realised. Normally she preferred to work alone but in this case? A second body, a second pair of eyes, a second person. They would help. This mission did involve taking on an unknown number of enemies to secure some package and a little bit of backup never hurt. Khorshid would swallow her ego and desire to prove herself in the name of pragmatism. She valued the money more and, after all, she’d always have future chances to prove just how utterly dangerous she was.
She pretended to window browse a series of stalls, watching and waiting for either her partner or the client to arrive. Hopefully she would not be kept waiting for too long. Patience may be a virtue but for Khorshid? She knew there was a limit.
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