jimmy lannigan ☛ jaime lannister (shitforhonor) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2011-08-15 19:45:00 |
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Who: Jimmy Lannigan
What: Doing his job.
Where: A business office in Manhattan.
When: Monday evening, August 15th, 2011
Warnings: Violence, language, etc.
It was a night like any other night. A job like any other job. Jimmy walked into the office as calm as could be, bobbing his head to the music from his headphones just like he always did when visiting this building – which he had, every day for two weeks now. Dressed as he was, he looked for all the world like the world's bulkiest delivery man – a man on a mission, determined but still friendly. The security guard got a wave and a smile as he passed, the man coming out of the elevator a nod and a pat on the shoulder. He was as cool and as confident as ever. He was just doing his job, after all. And he was very, very good at it.
"Mr. Stevens. A message from a... Jakob Von Werner for you, sir?" The panicked look on the man's face was enough to make Jimmy chuckle under his breath, and the way he tried to escape was amusing as well, but Jimmy only expressed it with the smallest of smiles as he chased the blonde-haired, blue-eyed, golden-hearted Stevens around his desk, drawing his dagger just before tackling the man. Stevens never stood a chance. Yet still he asked why. But then, they always did.
"What is it the Stark girl says? Ah, yes. All men must die. And you, my friend, must die..." He paused, cocking his head to the side as though he'd almost forgotten. "Well. Now, I'm afraid. Terribly sorry."
With half a smile, he plunged the Valyrian steel deep the man's heart. "Valar morghulis."