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Moving into the present, on a gloomy day in the capital. Aaron has moved away from his days at the CIA and instead has found himself as head of Tempest Enforcement, a massive company thought to be lining fueling and instigating several conflicts around the world...
"You realize, if I do this, it could probably trigger a civil war among the people once their dear leader is dispatched."
"Of course I do. In fact, I'm counting on it."
"That's a little macabre, even for me." The blonde shepherd replied with a frown.
"War is good for business, and an inevitability. But why don't you let us handle the big picture items, Dora. You just take out the target like the good little assassin you are. You'll be paid well of course, and you will be removing a ruthless dictator. Or is the infamous Blondie Schutzhund suddenly burdened with a conscience?"
"I didn't say that." Dora snapped at the coyote. "He's a shitstain on the fabric of humanity and I'd be happy to be the one to send him to Hell. I'm jus thinki-"
"Then don't think about the broader implications. Just do your job." The coyote replied with a snide smirk. "Assuming you still want the contract."
"Yes. Send me the details through the usual methods."
"Good girl."
"Fuck you, Dallas."
Artwork © hanazawa
Dora © Dora_Schutzhund
Aaron Dallas © Me
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