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Firts prompt (?) vigilante group chasing down drug cartel (if you want)
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Где вы могли бы быть? Ivanna asks herself as she walks in a dark alley (Where could you be?)
Autist stood next to Ivanna not looking like himself. His face was morphed into some woman with white hair and piercing eyes. "Он сбежал. Я прав?" His voice drawled in a calm tone.
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Нам надо его найти She got a glimpse at Autist morphing, Вы не скажите мне ваше имя
"Autist." He whispered. "А пока звони мне как хочешь. Просто не мое настоящее имя."
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"Then you´ll be Kid…" she fixes her coat and takes off her mask, blonde hair in a bun and a face full of scars "We can talk on english, just… forgive the accent, I lived in London for almost all the 19th century…"
He didn't bother to ask about what she meant, just went along with it. "Shouldn't be much of a problem. I have one of my own."
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"Anyways… I been researching this case for a while, similar to the Peter Pan case on the 70s… Someone dealing… fairy dust" her ghostly blue eyes look at Autist
He morphed his face back into his original to make things more natural. "Well we don't want our guy to fly off now do we?"
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"No, we don´t…" she pulled out something out of her coat, "I got this number from a client, he thinks I´m just like him, if we are lucky enough, this may be the actual dealer…"
He nodded. "Want me to go in for you?" He asked his face morphing to look like hers.
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"Go ahead, I´ll be waiting close in case something goes wrong…" she pulls out a gun from her coat
He nodded forming completely and pulling a hood over his face from the sweatshirt.
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A man aproached him, grey hood and black sweat pants, a beani and a scarf covering his face, "What´s a lady like you doing here?"
Autist crossed his arms. "Waiting for a package."
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"You mean this?" the man was holding a bag of some sort of shiny dust
Autist glanced at it and looked away again. "Maybe. Remind me of the deal." He said coolly pulling a wallet out of his pocket.
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"I give you the… key to wonderland and you don´t tell that General Voronin about this…" he looked around "No money needed for this time…"
"I'm not sure- isn't there a catch." He asked trying to spot Ivanna.
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Ivanna nodded, sneaking around the place, "L- Look, my boss is gonna kill me if she realizes we are here…"
"Your boss? I'll let you go and never tell anyone we've met. Or that you even exist, but give me a name first." He said turning to the guy.
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"I-I can´t, that person would kill me if I-" he felt cold metal on the back of his head, "Tell us, no need to be afraid"
Ivanna pointed a gun at the guy´s head, finger on the trigger and a cold death stare on her eyes
Autist changed his form into something different. A hard faced starred at the man. "I think you'd best listen pal."
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"I-I don´t know, he keeps calling himself Peter Hatter! I´m I´M sure that isn´t his real name!" the gun doesn´t move, "I´M JUST DOING MY JOB, I DON´T EVEN KNOW THE MAN IN PERSON!"
"Then why are you so scared huh?" Autist asked with crossed arms.
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"I heard the stories, once he killed a 7 feet tall troll with nothing but a pencil!" Ivanna laughs, "I seen a 26 years old lanky girl doing the same, your boss isn´t that impressive…"
"I've dated a sixteen year old girl who ripped apart her enemy limb from limb. You need to relax." He said to the man his face with a grim expression.
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"I´ll, I´ll give you his adress! just- just, don´t pull the trigger!" Ivanna taps his shoulder, "Look…" she points to another alley, "My men will take care of you…"
Autist didn't show it, but he was really confused. 'Other men?' His head echoed trying to stay calm.