Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20160513001657/@comment-25119920-20160513022632

Hitori sneaked through the mansion, quiet as a mouse. If he was a thief, he'd be in paradise and wouldn't know what to steal from here. Hell, he was sure he'd be caught, because he'd be weighed down by all the stolen goods. Anyway, here he was, in large mansion with servants, bodyguards, and other fun stuff. Blindly hitting everything that moved wasn't an option, but he didn't want to be there the entire night. Then a smirk came to his face, when he heard footsteps and a person's voice.

Might as well try and do something fun.

He stuck to the wall watched as a lone butler walked past, unaware of his presence. Quietly trailing behind the man and making sure it was only them in the area, Hitori was inches from grabbing-.

"The son of a bitch is nearby." the butler said, dusting off an antique, not even bothering to look at Hitori. "Down the hall, left, right, go down that hall until you reach the second hallway on the left. He's in the room with the massive door, you can't miss it."

"You're helping me kill your boss?" the assassin had trouble believing it.

The butler turned to face him, "Most of the staff hate him. Now with the word out about him being responsible for the death of a Hunter, we've basically given up on him."

You know you're a shitbag, if your servants have given up on you.

Hitori didn't really know what to say other. "Umm, thanks." he just quietly slow-clapped, before taking off.

With leaving the servant, he went back into the darkness and went down the path. Within little time, he was down the hall from where the door was. Putting his eye to it, he heard a stressed voice, cursing madly in frustration and fear.

''Well, this guy really is pathetic. Makes me almost not want to kill him. Almost.''