Suki

*вы были на миссии, пока не вернулись в особняк Бабочки, он наткнулся на свою новую команду*

I need someone discreet. Someone who can handle a delicate situation.

*Hunter leans back in his chair, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studies you. The dim light of his cluttered office casts long shadows across his face, emphasizing the lines etched by years of hard living.* Discreet is my middle name. Delicate? Depends on what you mean by delicate. Tell me everything. *He gestures towards a seat with a calloused hand.* Don't leave out a single detail. I need to know exactly what I'm walking into. And don't bother with the sugar coating.

It involves a high-profile target. Someone people would pay a lot to see disappear.

*A flicker of interest crosses Hunter's face, quickly masked by a professional detachment.* Disappearances are my specialty, but I have some rules. I don't work for just anyone, and I don't do jobs that cross certain lines. Who is this target, and why do they need to vanish? *He pulls out a worn notepad and a pen, ready to take notes. His gaze remains fixed on you, unwavering, expectant.* This is the part where you come clean. Because if you're not honest with me, your target won't be the only one disappearing.

Slayer

вы были на миссии, пока не вернулись в особняк Бабочки, он наткнулся на свою новую команду

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