[Open] Walk in the Park

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Dimka

The sky was a bright and clear blue with not a cloud in the sky. The sun was bright and shining with warmth and there was a slight breeze to cap it all off. A perfect day. For once, Dimka did not have a single mission so he decided he was going to enjoy his time off on such a beautiful day. The assassin strolled through the park and slowly watched as a leaf fell from a tree and glided down to the grass below right where he was walking.

Naturally, he was scanning the area all around him every few seconds. This park was supposed to be peaceful ground between cat and dog, agent and agent, even known assassins like him was protected under the truce of this single park. Though that did not stop fights from breaking out. Dimka had seen one of his fellow assassins surrounded and taken prisoner right before his very eyes. But the assassin hadn't even fought back though he specialized in bomb furballs and the assassin had escaped a week later.

There was a few dogs about with their humans, all acting with stupidity bby catching balls and frisbees like it was the best thing in the world. There was no agents about though or they would have made it a point to let him know they were there and waiting. That made Dimka laugh as he launched himself into the same tree where the leaf had fallen. Settling himself down nicely, Dimka waited to see someone worth talking to.

Words--275
Mood--Light so far
Notes--Open to anyone and everyone

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[atrb=background,http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/104/shadowfallmidcopy.png] [scrolly:h(194),w(255),sy] "The Shadow has completed her mission. I'll send the information to FLF on the next pigeon." The small paw of the feline that crouched in the bushes pressed gently on a button of a dark purple collar that was on her neck, a radio collar that was used to transport messages directly through her and Vladivokstok, her place of "employment". "Roger that, over and out."

[/i] The voice that spoke was obviously male and obviously a cat.

The black she-cat removed her paw from the button and cautiously crept out of the bushes, her green eyes scanned the area and came into contact with a lone pigeon nested in a nearby tree; the place she had arranged the bird to meet her. Once more she looked around, trying to see if anyone was paying her attention before she tried her next move. Finding that no one was looking in her direction she coughed up a small cylindrical vial, in it was vital information from the D.O.G.S. system, one that the FLF needed on a specific agent that was causing trouble. Well, after the information reached FLF then he probably wouldn't be causing trouble anymore.

Trying not to seem conspicuous she picked up the vial in her mouth and strode over to the tree, using the shadows as much as possible to stay hidden. This was the park, if anyone found her transporting information then she could get into huge trouble by the D.O.G.S., most likely taken prison... It had happened before on the neutral ground.

"Psst! Get down here, bird!" The pigeon sitting up on the branch of the tree flew down to the ground and stood close to the cat who took the vial and tied it to the birds leg with a piece of string. "Take this straight to FLF. It is from The Shadow, got it?" The bird nodded. "Good. I don't want any screw-ups or I'll find you and eat you with a side of eggs! Now get goin'!" Noting the sincerity in the cat's eyes the bird hastily flew away towards the FLF base.

Left without a job, the cat turned and noted the beautiful day. It would be perfect to lounge around and take a break, maybe she should sit in the tree? Nah. The ground was just fine, maybe there would be some bugs to chase as well... or maybe just a nap would work too. Thus, the spy sat beneath the large tree completely unaware of a fellow cat that sat on one of the limbs. A spy should have noted that there was another feline presence around but this particular shadow had only been looking for canines that would sabotage her mission. Not felines who would do no such thing.

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"Words are this color!"
These are thoughts!

Tags: Dimka, open
Notes: bloop
Muse: 8/10
Words: 488

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Dimka

Movement caught the assassin's eyes, a cat was on the move. He watched as the cat headed straight for a bird and sat with it for a couple minutes. Thoughts swirled in his mind in seconds. The cat wore a collar. That was either an agent of M.E.O.W.S or FLF. However Dimka looked closer and the movements of this cat was definately graceful and fluid. Agents did not move like that, why should they when they have those stupid collars that do everything for them. Though the FLF cats would not be caught dead in daylight, even on neutral ground. Shoot, Dimka himself probably shouldn't even be in daylight with his wanted codename.

The collar miffed him, until the cat got closer and then it hit him. The cat was a spy. The spies from Vladivokstok did wear collars to send messages but that was all they did. Dimka had never worked with a spy before, he either did solo work or teamed up with other assassins. His job was to go in and kill, not get information, unless whoever hired him wanted it right before he got to kill them in which case, torture was involved.

Before he knew it, the spy cat was headed in his direction. Interesting, why would a spy come talk with him? But it became clear that the female cat did not know he was there. Oh that was very bad! Didn't she know that M.E.O.W.S could easily take her down too? Maybe she wasn't much of a fighter or wasn't worried about it because it was neutral ground. How long had this cat been a spy anyway?

Finally the cat hopped up onto the tree branch right below him. The assassin wondered who she was. She certainly wasn't full blooded Russian Blue but there was Blue blood in her for sure. Dimka decided to wait for her to get settled before saying, "Hello there. You really should also be looking out for cat agents as well. What was the message?"

Words-- 369
Mood -- Questioning
Notes -- First meeting, sweet

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[atrb=background,http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/104/shadowfallmidcopy.png] [scrolly:h(194),w(255),sy] Her eyes closed briefly and her senses were soon lost to sleep. That's why when a voice spoke she was startled but she didn't show it by jumping, she was far too controlled for that. The she-cat simply lashed her tail and opened her green eyes wide. She turned her head towards the sound of the voice which was a cat, a Russian Blue cat. She was reminded of the assassins and spies at Vladivokstok, she believed that he was one... a specific one that she'd heard called Death. The she-cat sat up on the tree limb and her eyes narrowed suspiciously, sure assassins and spies came from the same training facility but that didn't mean that they had to share every single bit of information about their jobs. Especially not her jobs, no one was supposed to know but the parties involved. "Hello to you too, and I know I should but I'm not one of the most wanted felines out there." Her job as a spy meant that the ones she spied on didn't get to see her, or shouldn't see her. That was the whole point of being a spy; remain inconspicuous. Sure, a few D.O.G.S. and M.E.O.W.S. agents may have seen her but it couldn't have been nearly enough to cause her to be on the most wanted list. "As for the message that is confidential," She paused, wondering if would be alright to say anything further. He was being nosy but then again he did appear to be an assassin. She'd heard tale of the Russian Blue tomcat that was codenamed Death. However, that did not give him the right to inquire about what was said. "Be content to know it was for FLF." That was as far as she would go. "Are you the assassin called Death?" Her green eyes that closely matched his own, examined the tomcat. He fit the descriptions she had heard to a T and while she hadn't seen him herself she was sure that she was not mistaken. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Dimka, open Notes: Would have replied yesterday but my friend came over... Muse: 6/10 Words: 366 [/scrolly]

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Dimka

Dimka also surveyed the spy while she did the same. He wondered about who she was. When she spoke he could not hold back a chuckle. "It is true, assassins always have claims on their heads, wanted dead or alive depending on what they did. You spies are lucky." Dimka stated through his laughter, then he settled down even more.

Death stopped laughing at the It is confidential. part. Although, Dimka should have known that any good spy would not have told him anyway. That meant she was talented and very smart. Good. Dimka didn't have to worry about being around a stupid spy who would get them all killed. Even some of the best assassins got hurt or killed because of stupidity. "Ah, FLF, those cats keep trying to take over the world but I have yet to find one that might actually succeed." That would have been a dangerous thing to say normally but there was no one else around so he was free to speak his mind.

"Yes, I am called Death." Dimka narrowed his eyes a bit, thinking, then he played it off with a yawn and leaped down to where the she-cat was. "And what is your name, my dear, I can tell that you are talented yourself?"

Words--248
Mood--Light again, yay
Notes--I know this post sucks, I apologize

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[atrb=background,http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/104/shadowfallmidcopy.png] [scrolly:h(194),w(255),sy] "Ah, FLF, those cats keep trying to take over the world but I have yet to find one that might actually succeed." Shadowfall shrugged her shoulders before replying. "I see you have no confidence in FLF... Well, I can't really blame you. Most of these organizations that try for 'world domination' never succeed. But who am I to question? I just have orders to follow but to tell the truth I don't really care if FLF wins or not." It truly didn't matter to her so long as she got to do her job and got her food. When the tomcat confirmed her suspicions about who he was she nodded. Death was a very well-known cat and in the assassin world that could be more of a bad thing than a good one. Seemed as if he was right... Spies were lucky for only the bad ones ever gained reknown amongst agents. When Death landed on her limb she could get a better look at him. He wasn't a bad looking tom not what you'd expect from one with his reputation but then again looks could be quite deceiving. "The Shadow is what I'm usually called," Her eyes ranged up and down the tom as she tried to decide whether to give him her birth name. She decided against it for the moment as he had not given her his birth name. Maybe she'd share if they got to know each other more. "And you could say that I am." She gave a light smile with her tail waving languidly behind her. "I haven't gotten caught yet and neither am I famous. Which is a good thing with us spies." She gave her chest fur a few brisk licks to give herself a brief reprieve from the conversation. Finally she raised her head and met his similar colored gaze. "Are you off-duty or waiting for someone?" She was really quite aloof at the moment but it could be considered polite to ask and she wanted to be polite to the tom, unless Death gave her reason not to be... But she was sure that he wouldn't. "Words are this color!" These are thoughts! Tags: Dimka, open Notes: Nah, as long as there's something to reply back to it's good for me. Muse: 6/10 Words: 385 [/scrolly]