Who: Nyssa and OPEN What: Nyssa has no choice but to make a scene at an airport Where: Newark International Airport When: March 26, early evening Status: In progress Rating: Medium
Nyssa moved with ease through the airport, having easily slipped past the TSA security check point that was suppose to only let passengers through. As if such things could stop her. But to help sell her cover as a traveler she had a wheeled carry-on bag that trailed behind her as she made her way to her target's gate. Once there she calmly sat down after smoothing out her clothes and pulled out a newspaper, idly reading as she waited. Hearing the muffled sound of a plane fifteen minutes later she glanced at the window and saw the plane coming in. A slow smile spread over her face and she acted as if she were done with the newspaper and replaced it in her bag. As she put it back though she picked up a specially designed pen that could deliver a poisoned dart from ten feet away. A pad of paper came with and she began tapping the pen on the pad as she waited.
Minutes later the passengers began filing off the plane and her eyes landed on her target. A rather strikingly beautiful women in a severe business suit and closely cut hair. The minute she was close enough Nyssa fired and the small dart hit her in the back of the leg near her rear and the woman didn't even stop as she swatted at the area before storming off, thinking some drunk businessman from the flight had pinched at her.
Deed done, Nyssa gathered her things up and left as well, blending in seamlessly with the flow of travelers as she kept an eye on her target. When the woman veered to a bathroom she followed, shutting and locking the door given it was away from the gate and there were no others in the room. Already Nyssa could see the poison beginning to work on the woman. Sweat on the brow, her face growing flushed as she seemed to be struggling to get enough air.
"My my, you don't look well," Nyssa commented, causing the other woman to whip around.
"Just a travel bug," she returned, her voice haughty.
"Oh it's so much more worse than that Olivia Miles."
"How do you know my name!?"
"The League of Assassins knows all about you and what you deal in Ms. Miles. You and your associates." She moved towards Olivia, easily backing her into a corner. "No one can save you from your fate."
"I know self defense! I won't let you kill me!"
Nyssa laughed and looked at her. "I killed you the moment you stepped off the plane. Soon your lungs will fill up with liquid and you will drown in your own bodily fluids. Quite a nasty way to die but the poison is all but undetectable after an hour unless you know what to look for. For all purposes, everyone will think you had a seizure and died. A far kinder death than the one I wish to give you." She watched with uncaring eyes as Olivia sank down, fear in her eyes.
"Please...I don't want to die...why are you doing this???"
"You help child traffickers. Why do you think?" She moved over to Olivia's bag and easily transferred everything over to her own. "You will all die. Not just for what you deal in but for taking my children from me." She turned and left the bathroom as Olivia began screaming for help but it soon stopped. Now Nyssa just had to get out of the airport and she'd be one step closer to taking her targets down.