The OC Above is Hired to Assassinate Your OC.[IC]

"...You will...~?!"

Yumi exclaimed, with happiness beaming on her face. She seemed more happy and excited to know she was going to get assassinated. Her understanding of what it means to be assassinated is as much as a child is, but it was a ticking time bomb for it to happen, she had broken many federal laws, including but not limited to stalking the people she claimed to 'love' 24/7. But to be assassinated by someone this cute? 

"Does that mean you'll hurt Yumi very very veeery badly~? Ahahaha~! Yumi already loves you~! I hope we can spend lots of time together~! And cuddle lots looots, even in the afterlife~! We're going there together, right~? I'll at least make sure we do~!"

"B-But..." Bands gives a pout as she kicks at the ground and huffs as she glances around before back up at you.

"If you kill me, then all my journal entries about you will go to waste... It's not fair..." She whines, collapsing to the ground with teary eyes. "C-Can we at least plan my murder together... Then... Then it'll be less of a disappointment... R-Right?"

"Let me get this straight..." Shia said with a crooked frown. "YOU want to kill ME?" She stared at the little girl, studying her body carefully, then burst out laughing!

"Oh child, you are a riot!" She cackled. "Listen. I've had an entire fleet of grown-ups come after my head, but they didn't stand a chance against me OR my crew.  I'll admit, it's awfully cute that you really think you can get through me." She crossed her arms. "I'll tell you what, kid. I'm gonna head in for a quick booze, then when I come back out, I expect you to give me EVERYTHING you've got! I'd love to see you try. Especially considering my entire gang of Nagas is watching." She didn't seem at all intimidated. 

(OOC edit: I should probably specify that I don't actually think Bands would be weak. Shia is just arrogant and degrades anyone who is younger than her. Bands is actually really cool!)

"You're joking right. ...right?! This is like some weird shit out of an 80s or 90s movie..." Pirates? In the middle of a city? Chance may have seen weirder in their life(and "afterlife") but this sure came close. If it wasn't for the fact that Shia was here to kill them, Chance would probably find it pretty funny. Honestly, they still did, but that didn't mean they'd underestimate the pirate captain. Cautious, they pull their knife from their sleeve, tossing it from their right hand to their left, discreetly keeping the other hand obscured. If Shia didn't know about the bracelet, they might just have a fighting chance... Or at least, a way to escape if things get bad. Better yet though, if they dealt with Shia, it'd get the point across. 

"So," Chance chirped, glancing around. The pair wasn't alone, but what pirate captain was without their crew? Still, the ghost found themselves hoping that none of them were too used to the city, as they mentally planned an escape route in case this went south. Tossing their knife in the air, they caught it neatly with two fingers. "Let's have some real fun here. I'm afraid I don't go down easy." There were a thousand things that could go wrong, but Chance didn't worry too much about it. They'd just play it as it went. 

"I mean, you can try. The last mortal who was fated to kill me failed." Ibris huffed. "I'm meant to be slain by my one love, not some random low-life..."

She pokes Cella in the chest. "I could probably put you down for good first."

Inkstone tilted his head slightly and smiled, looking amused.  He already had people after him, this wasn't much of a surprise. Honestly getting killed rather than captured was probably preferable. They didn't really sound very threatening either, seemed like just a wacky human.  Sure humans were dangerous sometimes but he had handled himself against them before.  Inkstone didn't actually know what a demon was, but he was more curious than anything.
"Eh, let 'em try." He shrugged. "Let's see how long it'll take them to find me in the multiverse."

"We are loike cops and robbers," he said with a weak chuckle. Roswell was backing off, his hand searching for his revolver. "Kiddo, I dun't no what I did wrong ter piss av de space police, but believe me when I say dat oi'm very, very sorry," Roswell finally found his gun and lifted it. There was a slight shakiness in his hand movement that he so desperately tried to hide. "Yer heard me 'eartfelt confession, its time for yer too go know," he nudged with his gun, "come on super 'ero, move along, yer don't 'ave to kill me, an innocent man, who said that he was sorry."

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"Ah void kiddo, dont do de good ol' safldface trick," he said as he slowly lowered his weapon , "listen' laddy, wat about us, gettin' some icecream instead mh? Yer like ice cream? Everyone likes ice cream roight?'

"Wh-Why are you t-trying to hurt me? W-What did I do?" Dragon whimpered as his vision grew blurry from hot tears. He tried to speak several more times, only for his mouth to twitch closed as remnants of sniffles and whimpers escaped. Why was he suddenly being attacked? Was it because everyone knew that he was a monster? Nobody wanted him around??
"I d-don't w-want to h-hurt y-you! I-I don't w-want you t-to h-hurt me! P-Please!" He froze in fear and sadness, instead crouching down and hiding his face into his arms in a last minute desperate attempt to hide from Roswell.

"You want to kill me?" Nukala asked, sounding more confused than scared. "But... why? I mean, uh..." He looked down and rubbed his arm. "I think I KNOW why, but..." He looked at Dragon in the eyes and stamped his foot. "I've changed, okay?! I'm sorry for all the pain I've inflicted on everyone in the past, but I'm not like that anymore." He stepped back and raised his hand, which summoned a dark red aura around it.  "I don't WANT to hurt anyone anymore, but I'm not going to let you walk all over me if your intentions are to kill me over my past actions." He stopped and stared.  Dragon didn't seem dangerous... he seemed scared, actually.  And sad. So why did he want to kill Nukala? Unless he didn't want to and there was something else behind the scenes... Nukala's mouth quivered as he tried to find the right words to say.

"I... I can sense somehow that we're not that different." He spoke quietly, still holding his hand out readying his emergency magic spell. "Please, if I can talk some sense into you, reconsider your actions." He waited for a response. Would Dragon spare Nukala, after all? Or would he unleash his other forms and battle the former nightmare mage?

Curious. Nukala wasn't the usual sort sent after them. Chance watched him cautiously, clutching their knife tightly enough to whiten their knuckles. This seemed like a step down in the quality of assassins. Had the one who had been hiring them begun to run out of money? No, they doubted that, not if he was continuing the scam that the teenager's father had fallen for... This was different, but it was taking a bit of time for them to place just how. Nukala didn't seem like an assassin in the slightest, but here he was after them. Wait. Wait.

"You're here to force me to move on, aren't you? You know what I am, that I'm only here because I want to be, don't you?" They narrow their eyes as they glare at Nukala. This was of course just an assumption, and may have been completely wrong, but one probably couldn't convince Chance otherwise at this point. Slowly, they step closer and closer to Nukala, pausing only a few feet away. With their free hand, they gesture to him."

"Well, come on then. Try to kill me, because I won't hesitate to fight back if you mess up."

"Oh honey, it's pretty easy to kill me, I'm not gonna lie" They took another sip of their drink; A nice cocktail that they barely finished making it. "I'm always disconnected of what's going on, always distracted, always trusting people too much. So I get it. I'm an easy target. Not that I'm trying to make you feel weaker or anything, you seem quite intimidating to say the least, I'm just saying that I'm a stupid, stupid person" 

Raziel chuckled and rested a bit on his bed. "Before actually killing me, would you be so kind to allow me to finish my drink? If I'm gonna die, might as well die enjoying the last drops of this lovely cocktail. Actually! Feel free to drink some yourself as well."

Who would've imagined. A target, asking their killer to join them on a drink. At this point you would be sure that Raziel was some kind of crazy person, but Raziel was just too tired to complain.

The small lass throws her hands up defensively in front of her chest. "Listen, uh... buddy..." She said, trying to cool the tense waters between them. They looked like a normal guy to her, not so much out of the ordinary except for those magnificent wings. Was he an angel? If he was an angel, then why was he sent to kill Chiyuki?! She hadn't done anything wrong, she'd been avoiding all of the temptations to approach or talk to humans. She was a good spirit, and she wasn't going to let any angel or whatever the heck just kill her out of the blue! 

"Take me to your leader!" She demanded stubbornly, but she had already began to back away slowly. Her lop ears were drooping, pressed back in a blatant display of stress. "I-I don't want to die, I just got my first tail!" She exclaimed nervously, her eyes darting to and fro. "I'm not just gonna let you take that away from me!" In the next moment the girl had transformed, and where the beautiful young woman had once been a strange sort of coyote-like creature was in her stead. It had the head of a bunny but the body of a fox. And it was wearing her clothes, too. Cute. Hurriedly, Chiyuki bounded away into the brush. 

Little did she know that the being hunting her down could do the exact same thing.