Where in this assassin once again has serious doubts about his target

[weiss_tank]

[Home Action!]

[Ken had gotten the mail, as per his usual routine. The letter from the town was unusual however. It couldn't be something from home, that only came after the town had a hissy fit.  So, he opened it up after a moments of hesitation and couldn't believe it. How could the town have that much power?

Still....the guys....Miakis...they were all at stake, and after all this wasn't any different from what he did at home. Of course, that line of thought stopped as soon as he saw the name of his target.

Japan.

The country he had used his second chance at life to protect time after time, from mad scientist to corrupt politicians, to evil cabals of psychically powered people bent on world destruction.  Could he really kill the personification of his country?]


[John Doe Park]

[He hadn't stopped to talk long with the people at home about the letter, in fact, he'd run out to the park as soon as he could. He needed to think, he needed to run around and not think, which ever worked to make him feel better. So there he was, running laps about the park, wonder what the hell to do next.]

Comments

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

...So you're really going to go through with it, then?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken sighed] We'll see. [He's determined to do it, but the doubt is still there]

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

Well... I'm sure you have your own reasons.

[She can't really judge Ken, what with barely knowing him and all.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken smiled crookedly at Lyon.] You'd better scoot. I don't want you caught up in this any more then necessary.

[sablebombay.livejournal.com]

[With effort, he manages a smile.]

Right. Just try to keep it that way, okay?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

You too Omi. Don't let this be Bombay's last stand. [Ken in his usual touchy feely'ness reaches out and pulls Omi into a tight hug. This isn't their normal days of killing. There are people much stronger then either of them here. It was more luck then skill.]

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

Right. Be careful out there, then.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

You too. Miakis would be sad if you bit it.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, I won't.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken thought of something, and held up a finger to indicate Lyon should wait. He walked into the kitchen, and then came back a few minutes later with two candy bars.]

There. Sugar for the road.

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

[Lyon smiles a little, taking the candy bars gratefully.]

Thanks, Ken.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

You're welcome Lyon. Good luck.

[derringerous.livejournal.com]

No it's fine.

I suppose some things never have easy answers that's all.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Hah, yeah, that's for sure....[Ken shake his head] It'll be ok.

[sablebombay.livejournal.com]

[Hugging back. Because this isn't like back home. And even if he went with him, Omi isn't sure he'd be of much help against what's out there.]

I'll be careful.


.... See you when you get back.

[Because he will come back, right? Omi really wishes he could be more confident about that.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Yeah. You'll see me. [Ken speaks with a bravado more then confidence about this. He knows his luck is shoddy and that there are people far more dangerous then he.]