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

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[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.]

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[politerudeness.livejournal.com]

[ And at the park— Japan was standing somewhere at the side, alone. Just taking this time to think about his situation, trying to relax himself in the shade the tree provided and finding that he failed. He remained deeply in thought for some time, not paying attention to his surroundings, until just sighing and looking up in exhaustion- which is when he spotted Ken, doing his laps. ]

Ah— [ He remembered that one's name- Ken Hidaka, right? Maybe -kun would be more appropriate than -san, now that they've already spoken and gotten to know each other. ] Ken-kun, is it?

[float-like-a.livejournal.com]

[Ken will catch Lyon in the morning right after reading her own letter. She's suiting up to go out and retrieve the Prince, unconcerned with her own target. After putting on some loose clothing that's easier to move around in than the usual skirts and things in her closet, she comes downstairs carrying the nagamaki that Hiccup forged for her as a rush job this week. She looks pretty serious.]

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

[Miakis can be found in the living room, idly twirling a butcher knife around in her hand, wearing an unusually grim expression on her face. Her own letter lies on the coffee table, and she glances at it every now and then, as if hoping that it will somehow disappear when she looks away.

She doesn't want to succumb to Mayfield's usual crap, but she can't ignore a threat to her Princess's safety. Dammit.]

[derringerous.livejournal.com]

[Meryl is in the park as well. Just sitting on a bench...and glaring.]

[sablebombay.livejournal.com]

[holding his own letter, not mincing words.]

Are you going to do it?