InsaneJournal

Who: Cable and Domino
What: A job, conversation, and then likely sex
Where: On the job, at a fast food join, then in the ship
When: Late night
Warnings: Language, sex, violence, BDSM, and NPC death.

Cable moved forward, trusting Domino to lead. She was in the forward position, leading in to the target, their mikes and headphones set to whisper quiet. They were on the job again, taking a minor job that had just intrigued them both, and working to make sure it went correctly.

He moved utterly quietly, his eyes even damped down so as to provide not a hint of light as they moved through the dark of night. Both of them knew how to move from long practice, and it was only caution that kept them moving slowly.

The mark was a mutant, a killer who had pissed off too many people, and showed too much disregard for human or mutant life to show any redeeming qualities. A scan and bang of his life had shown he was really just that dumb and bad. And there was no regret in either of them as they took the job.