Scar stood in an alley behind some abandoned buildings, his demonic gaze scanning the area. He waited. An old ally was to meet him here tonight. They had claimed in their letter that they had information for him.
"Kaixo, lagun zaharra...." A dark voice echoed from behind Scar. "It has been many years..."
"So it has, Hydra. So it has. Do you have the information?" Scar growled.
"Always so impatient, my dear, dear Scar. Of course I have the information. Do you have my payment?" A woman about Scar's age chuckled twistedly. She had hair that was the same color as Scar's, blacker than ten thousand midnights. Her eyes were a piercing, icy grey that could slice through you with ease. Her hair was cut short, reaching down to barely touch her shoulders. She had thick, voluminous lashes that hid half of her eerie gaze. She was tall, standing at a good 6' feet tall. Her body was lean and graceful, toned and lithe. Her facial features were cold, yet gorgeous at the same time. She had a small, almost delicate looking, upturned nose and prominent lips. Her eyes were large, giving her a look of mischievous innocence.
"I just get to the point." Scar muttered, producing a bag of stolen jewels and gold from a hidden pocket in his hoodie. "Now, my info."
Hydra pulled a small parcel from a black bag that was strapped to her back. Tossing it to the ground between them, she waited for Scar's response.
His eyes scanning the parcel briefly, Scar scowled deeply. He was looking for 'bugs' or anything that looked off about the parcel. Satisfied with his brief inspection, Scar tossed the bag of jewels close to Hydra before picking up the package and walking away down the alley.
"Good bye...Joey." Hydra snickered, vanishing into a black doorway before he turn around and attack her for calling him by his old nickname.
Snarling curses, Scar hurried back to the Outcasted's alley. He wouldn't tell anyone about his rendezvous with Hydra, since they wouldn't know her anyway. And plus, Hydra knew too much about him to trust around his new allies.
(Translation for Hydra's first comment: "Hello, old friend.")
"Kaixo, lagun zaharra...." A dark voice echoed from behind Scar. "It has been many years..."
"So it has, Hydra. So it has. Do you have the information?" Scar growled.
"Always so impatient, my dear, dear Scar. Of course I have the information. Do you have my payment?" A woman about Scar's age chuckled twistedly. She had hair that was the same color as Scar's, blacker than ten thousand midnights. Her eyes were a piercing, icy grey that could slice through you with ease. Her hair was cut short, reaching down to barely touch her shoulders. She had thick, voluminous lashes that hid half of her eerie gaze. She was tall, standing at a good 6' feet tall. Her body was lean and graceful, toned and lithe. Her facial features were cold, yet gorgeous at the same time. She had a small, almost delicate looking, upturned nose and prominent lips. Her eyes were large, giving her a look of mischievous innocence.
"I just get to the point." Scar muttered, producing a bag of stolen jewels and gold from a hidden pocket in his hoodie. "Now, my info."
Hydra pulled a small parcel from a black bag that was strapped to her back. Tossing it to the ground between them, she waited for Scar's response.
His eyes scanning the parcel briefly, Scar scowled deeply. He was looking for 'bugs' or anything that looked off about the parcel. Satisfied with his brief inspection, Scar tossed the bag of jewels close to Hydra before picking up the package and walking away down the alley.
"Good bye...Joey." Hydra snickered, vanishing into a black doorway before he turn around and attack her for calling him by his old nickname.
Snarling curses, Scar hurried back to the Outcasted's alley. He wouldn't tell anyone about his rendezvous with Hydra, since they wouldn't know her anyway. And plus, Hydra knew too much about him to trust around his new allies.
(Translation for Hydra's first comment: "Hello, old friend.")
