Who: Kathleen Thorn ("Number Three") and Scott Morgan What: She's been sent to kill a family threat When: Friday, October 10th 2014 Where: Eddie's Pub in London, UK Warnings: AU!character death
Camelot's Security department had sent her to take care of someone. She didn't ask why, that wasn't for her to know. She had a name: Scott Morgan. Age: 30. Height: 6' 0". Weight: 190 pounds. Direct family relation to the Morgan side of Camelot's ruling family. One might wonder why his own family wanted him dead, but considering the current state of things, it wasn't hard to guess. He was considered a threat. Maybe he'd already betrayed someone, though the simple fear that someone might betray you seemed to be enough to issue a kill order these days. Number Three didn't care. She wasn't built to, she had been built for one thing, and one thing only. To serve Camelot.
She found her way to Eddie's pub, once a local haunt for everyone and now only certain types ever seemed to frequent there. Self pro-claimed neutrals, as if such a thing existed anymore, and dangerous rogues. Her handler Lydia Evans had given her the intel she needed in order to get there and how to behave. This wasn't a simple aim and shoot, he was smarter than that. He would be here tonight, under the guise of someone looking for a good time, and it was her job to lull him into a false sense of security before pulling the trigger. He wouldn't go down easily, no Morgan did, and he'd eluded Camelot's prior attempts. That was why they'd sent their best to take care of him for good.
Number Three was their best. Perfectly engineered, obedient and ruthless. They had kept her a secret for this very purpose, unlike the Cylon models before her. They'd kept her hidden away so when a situation rose where her skills were found necessary, no one would know her face. No one would see her coming. She entered the pub in a short, black number, trained eyes scanning the room before taking a seat at the bar. Target acquired.