Somewhere in Rossia
Dafkane took a breath. This was it, he supposed.
It had taken them over a month, but they were ready.
A breath of sea breeze brushed a strand of hair across his face.
He had his target, and so had the rest of them, the other Headhunters, spread who-knows-where across the entirety of Rossia.
All of them knew they were not there to give justice. They were there for revenge.
Quechkhonia, Harndon
"He's done what?"
The door between them and him did little to blunt the force or the volume of the echo.
Loni glanced up from the screen she was staring at. "Ginak?"
Feythr raised her eyebrows, and nodded.
"Told you he would be pissed." This from Kaiiek, propped against one of the curved trunks that acted as the ribcage of the facility.
"I don't remember any of us disagreeing with you," Loni said as she lowered her gaze back to her work.
"He's going to go after him, isn't he?"
"After Dafkane?" Feythr sighed. "Almost certainly."
That managed to gain a frown from Loni. "Isn't he a bit late for that."
"You think that's going to stop him?" Kaiiek meandered across the room to where mumbled curses were still filtering through the door.
Another sigh. "Not at all."
Dafkane took a breath. This was it, he supposed.
It had taken them over a month, but they were ready.
A breath of sea breeze brushed a strand of hair across his face.
He had his target, and so had the rest of them, the other Headhunters, spread who-knows-where across the entirety of Rossia.
All of them knew they were not there to give justice. They were there for revenge.
Quechkhonia, Harndon
"He's done what?"
The door between them and him did little to blunt the force or the volume of the echo.
Loni glanced up from the screen she was staring at. "Ginak?"
Feythr raised her eyebrows, and nodded.
"Told you he would be pissed." This from Kaiiek, propped against one of the curved trunks that acted as the ribcage of the facility.
"I don't remember any of us disagreeing with you," Loni said as she lowered her gaze back to her work.
"He's going to go after him, isn't he?"
"After Dafkane?" Feythr sighed. "Almost certainly."
That managed to gain a frown from Loni. "Isn't he a bit late for that."
"You think that's going to stop him?" Kaiiek meandered across the room to where mumbled curses were still filtering through the door.
Another sigh. "Not at all."
Harndon
Some wanker with too much time and too little energy.
