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Yan wasted no time calling Neeva the moment she found a new gig , with her pain numbed she did not hesitate grabbing her gun and walking outside her apartment in a flash. To her unpleasant surprise the android was waiting for her right at the doorsteps, was it a tracker or did Yan stalked her on the way back home?
No time to question it as Yan quickly briefed about the job itself '' No killing, we got a client we need some info from. We're allowed to scare but not injure so torture is a not go, think you can handle it?'' said Yan in a amused tone of voice. She snarled back '' you mean you won't kill someone, don't know why you insinuate im the violent one''.
The walk was silent and awkward, Neeva doing it for a paycheck and having little interest in Yan's occupation or how she got the job. Her focus ignored the fact Yan was completely naked this time, afraid she would go on a lustful rant if she even made a remark.
The door of the apartment was left unlocked by someone placing a newspaper preventing the automatic door to close fully. They quickly walked upstairs until they were in front of their target's door, Yan looked at Neeva '' So how we gonna get in cowgirl?''.
Neeva rolled her eyes and placed her ear against the door '' Good i heard noises inside, sounds like the tv is on. Hope we don't have more than one person inside otherwise things will get ugly''. Blasting the doorknob with her handgun, they both charged in, their mark quickly making a run for it jumping off the couch to the balcony.
Staring down they hesitated due to the great high, before they could turn around Neeva pushed them off the edge, clinging on their leg before being out of reach. She struggled to keep a good grip, Yan amused she leaned over the ledge to face their target face.
'' Yo, we need to know who hired you for that sloppy job at Albio's brothel, honestly it would be better if you kept quiet. Your body collapsing into a modern art sounds more fun than sparing your life''. The sergal in a state of panic tried to cling to anything, feeling the shaking arms of the yinglet slowly losing grip.
'' OH GOD... FUCK! PLEASE STOP!!'' yelled the hanging man, Neeva growling heavily '' just fucking tell us what we need to know and hurry the fuck up! You are too heavy for me ... cant keep going long...''. Yan laughing from this scene leaned as far as possible , being on the verge of falling as well '' Nah don,t say anything, let's fall together into a beautiful millions pieces. Falling from high places is one of my favorite way of killing myself, trust me you'll love it too!''.
The Sergal stared at Neeva '' OKAY OKAY I'LL TALK JUST BRING ME BACK UP PLEASE!''. Neeva's feet were slipping, her body against the rail as well '' Yan help me the fuck out or i swear to fucking god!!'' she demanded. With a sigh of disappointment, she yanked the man back onto solid ground with ease, though walked into the house to watch the tv having lost complete interest in him .
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Valsalia
No time to question it as Yan quickly briefed about the job itself '' No killing, we got a client we need some info from. We're allowed to scare but not injure so torture is a not go, think you can handle it?'' said Yan in a amused tone of voice. She snarled back '' you mean you won't kill someone, don't know why you insinuate im the violent one''.
The walk was silent and awkward, Neeva doing it for a paycheck and having little interest in Yan's occupation or how she got the job. Her focus ignored the fact Yan was completely naked this time, afraid she would go on a lustful rant if she even made a remark.
The door of the apartment was left unlocked by someone placing a newspaper preventing the automatic door to close fully. They quickly walked upstairs until they were in front of their target's door, Yan looked at Neeva '' So how we gonna get in cowgirl?''.
Neeva rolled her eyes and placed her ear against the door '' Good i heard noises inside, sounds like the tv is on. Hope we don't have more than one person inside otherwise things will get ugly''. Blasting the doorknob with her handgun, they both charged in, their mark quickly making a run for it jumping off the couch to the balcony.
Staring down they hesitated due to the great high, before they could turn around Neeva pushed them off the edge, clinging on their leg before being out of reach. She struggled to keep a good grip, Yan amused she leaned over the ledge to face their target face.
'' Yo, we need to know who hired you for that sloppy job at Albio's brothel, honestly it would be better if you kept quiet. Your body collapsing into a modern art sounds more fun than sparing your life''. The sergal in a state of panic tried to cling to anything, feeling the shaking arms of the yinglet slowly losing grip.
'' OH GOD... FUCK! PLEASE STOP!!'' yelled the hanging man, Neeva growling heavily '' just fucking tell us what we need to know and hurry the fuck up! You are too heavy for me ... cant keep going long...''. Yan laughing from this scene leaned as far as possible , being on the verge of falling as well '' Nah don,t say anything, let's fall together into a beautiful millions pieces. Falling from high places is one of my favorite way of killing myself, trust me you'll love it too!''.
The Sergal stared at Neeva '' OKAY OKAY I'LL TALK JUST BRING ME BACK UP PLEASE!''. Neeva's feet were slipping, her body against the rail as well '' Yan help me the fuck out or i swear to fucking god!!'' she demanded. With a sigh of disappointment, she yanked the man back onto solid ground with ease, though walked into the house to watch the tv having lost complete interest in him .
art and oc belongs to me
yinglet species
Valsalia
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Yinglet
Size 1825 x 2019px
File Size 2.78 MB
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