Suleman: goodbye mentor we hope to see you again soon Federov: keep up the good work suleman -boards a ship for England-
Snow:-walks around a park square in London in the shadows waiting for her target to arive- where is he?
Snow:-watches as the man appears and sits on the bench, smiling to myself I think too easy and climbs the trees to get land behind him softly raising the knife to Slit his throught-
Federov: -runs to the park square on the roofs and jumps into a bale of hay then climbs out and walks up to snow- *patience sister this is one of the many abilities an assassin must possess*
Snow:-sighs and looks at you whispering stepping back into the shadows- but he's right there, why should I not kill him now?
Tarragon: doesn't hear any signs of per suit. Sticks dagger into boot and climbs on top of building. Feels the cool breeze.
Brendon: * siting at the top of a curch looking at the city and wondering wat eles is out there and who eles might be out there.*
Brendon: * jumps from the church and into a barlle of hay and starts walking down the street looking for some assassins to help kill the head general*
Snow:-nods- I hope you have a nice time home, if you don't mind I need to pick up some things -grabs a low tree branch and swings up to hop in the trees out if the park-