*He coughs.* Chaya: The Immortal Hand will remember this, Progenitor. There are many more of me and Mira than you may think... *He coughs blood and finally dies. Meanwhile, Lissan leaves on a shuttle.*
Chaya: Progenitor. You are the person who my basic genetic code is based on. *He continues circling her, and Tara A can feel him probing her mental defenses.*
*Lissan growls.* Lissan: I... will not... let you get in my way! *She grips Clara's arms and flips them around, and starts trying to beat Clara to a pulp.* Lissan: B*TCH! *Meanwhile, Tara A encounters a tall, powerfully built man in a black coat and sunglasses.* Man: Operator, this pair is too powerful for you. In fact,…
Lissan: Same to you. *Tara get's pulled back telekinetically... into somebody who puts her into a sleeper hold.* Voice: I have this one, Operator. You take out the target. *Lissan turns toward Clara, ready to kill her.*
*Lissan's hands come up and grab Clara by the neck, and she slams her head into Clara's, putting her on the ground.* Lissan: Sorry, just another job. *She scoops up the knife and gets in a stance.*
*The other arm comes up into Clara's face, hit her with such force that she's thrown to the ground. Lissan rolls ontop of her, her hand reaching toward Clara's neck.*
*Lissan hits the phaser.* Lissan: Damn thing! I set you to the highest setting and you didn't vaporize her? *She throws it to the ground in disgust, the takes out a dagger and moves over the Clara caustiously, checking to see if she was dead.*
*Lissan stands up, leaning against the tree, with her head tilted down so that Clara can't see her expression.* Lissan: Mine's been pretty hellish as well... *She crosses her arms.* Lissan: First, I finally finish training for this wonderful job that I've been working towards for a very long time. And the first thinking…
Lissan: Really? Sounds interesting... *At this point, the light seems to change, leaving Lissan in shadow and Clara in the light.* Lissan: Wanna hear how my week's been?
Damn it, he is a dog at heart.... *Sighs.* Uhm... I met this old merc guy that teaches the new security guards. Wanna go see him? And I think I still have that Alshan dude's number. Don't know why he gave it to me, he just winked at me when I asked...
No, I meant the entire time that you just did the military thing non-stop and didn't socialize. At least, that's what I got from all the times you told about it... *Shrugs and then sits on her desk.*