Wanted Witchy Woman (Sonora)

[Tameryn Harp]

This was not Ryn’s normal thing. It was not like her to stalk a mark while people came and went from their home. She had been informed when she was hired that the girl she was to go after, one Sonora Adair, ran a business from her house. When you spend your days going after people for money you don’t tend to ask details. All Ryn needed to know was what she’d been told, that this girl was evil. She’d attacked her ex-boyfriend and then accused him of attempted murder and got him sent down. Well she also knew that there was a huge amount of money in this for her. Ryn watched Sonora see off the last of the people that had gone into the house and shut the door. It was the first time she’d done so and that indicated to Ryn that she was likely done for the day. As she lifted herself up off the ground she’d been sat on, Ryn dusted herself off and swung the sword that adorned her hand. Twisting her wrist gently and using the other hand to pull it through. She walked down towards the house and to the door she’d seen many people enter and exit through during the day. The door was still open and the seemingly temporary sign that had been hung said that Sonora was still open for business. Ryn’s hand went to the handle, embracing it and twisting. There was a jingle as she entered the room. Her eyes scanned it for any sign of her mark and when she spotted her, Ryn returned the door to being closed and turned the key in the lock.

“Sorry, forgive the intrusion. Are you Sonora Adair?”

The thick aussie accent came through as bold as brass. Anyone that missed that the girl wasn’t local to New Orleans was simply stupid. Ryn looked threatening stood there but that was the point. Wielding a sword and stood with a twist to her hips and a frown to her eyebrows. She meant business. The little blond barely seemed like any kind of threat. In fact she looked like she couldn’t hurt a fly. But hell the five foot two blonde assassin knew looks could be deceiving.

[Sonora Adair]

It was a beautiful spring day out threw out the day she could hear the birds chirping and singing their tell tale songs it was peaceful when you could hear such sweet melodies in a world that was slowly falling a part. She did her best to help restore nature’s balance, by creating things that could help sooth people. She liked to help people and sometimes lots of people frown upon it. Like her parents. They were evil moneygrubbers and hated what she was doing. Hated that she attempted to make a difference in the world. Really, was their anything wrong with that? She loved seeing all the people’s bubbly smiling faces when they left her house. Sure, it was dangerous inviting strangers into her home, but she loved the rewarding feeling it gave her.

It was almost time to close up for the day. It had been a very rewarding day customers in and out she heard the jingle of the last person leaving and a smile appeared on her lips of her good deeds today. A few moments later another jingle rang threw the door and she was about to say that she was closing soon, when a voice with a thick Aussie accent caught her ears before she could speak asking her if she was Sonora Adair. Sonora stopped what she was doing to look at the girl. Her smile immediately turned to a frown. What was going on? There was a girl with a sword in her shop. She was terrified. She was frozen there in fear, before shakily saying “I …. I…. I… am Sonora Adair. Please don’t hurt me. I didn’t do anything. If you are here about my parent’s money. I don’t have any of it. I swear.”

[/b] She had spoken her words full of fear.

“I’ll give you what I have. Anything you want.” she was trying to beg for her life and it maybe pathetic but she thought this girl was hear about her parents money. She had no idea that this little girl was hired by her ex to kill her. He was in jail and still was trying to end her life. What was it with people out to get her. What had she done to deserve this? She isn’t a bad person. She closed her eyes and was trying to think, think of a spell or something that could save her. She couldn’t think she was to terrified. She didn’t want to move in case it provoked the woman. [/color][/blockquote][/size][/center][/font]