Diabólico

[Guest]

To be the devil without meaning it, is truly mean. To be the devil without knowing it, is ignorance and it said that ignorance is quite the bless. Regardless of the strange argument written that may hold some true it or may not at all. Maribel was out there in what supposed to be a grand casino or something similar in nature. Whatever, she was out for two things and two things only. To have fun and to assassinate someone aiding the rebels from the inside.

Regard the fun part was teasing the people around by one shot killers of billiards. One ball hits and there went the cataclysm, for another ball hit it's brother and sister and the cycle continues letting them all falling into the holes leaving her opponent in bitterness and awe. Exactly, Momoe was drugged like always but her blood streams were attuned and accustomed for that. However, how much her blood is resistant, her mind is not. The girl simply can be very friendly in a second then very violent in the other. There was no rule or morale controlling her. The karma of a Malkavian, because she was the very closest for being a one, if one existed in the world of the MDA.

Her target was somewhere hidden like the usual but Maribel knew where he was, there was this room deep inside with a lot of bodyguards patrolling through. But let us not fret, air ducts are the friends of every assassin. With timed smoke cocktail bombs planted in the right place to be detonated in the right time. Probably, chaos would ensue and then the monster would be unleashed with her costumed gun in hand and the CQC in the other.

But now, Momoe was game continuing her winning streak of one shot killers for one ball gets them all, very marvelous.

[Shula Brighton]

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