The Syndicate

Kaylia was waiting in a bar. She also was waiting entirely to long. You did not want to make this girl wait. Busy time and places to go. Sitting in a corner until she finally had her contact show up. Giving a curious look to him. Then looking at something else. "You're late."

Jasper shrugged a little, "Took longer to get here. What is it to you? You just get paid I get paid, and we're done."

Without looking at Jasper, she flicked a fork over his shoulder, "Anything I say it is. You get paid for the information. You be on time, you be descrete and do your damn job. Do I look like someone to mess with?"

Jasper glanced at the fork and pulled it out of the booth padding. Setting it down. "Actually you do. You are what, one hundred and twenty to nothing? I don't think I have anything to worry about. Where are my credits?"

Kaylia tilted her head. "See...this is where you made your mistake. Just because I am a little girl. Just because I am not lucid all the time. That I am not more dangerous than you, or should I say the three goons you have watching us. Because I know you are a pussy and won't do a damn thing." Kicking the table over just as quickly and grabbing Jaspers head. Slamming it down. That fork now slammed next to the right side of his face. "That could have been your ear. Care to test me again, or do I have to hurt your goons before I come back to you."

Jasper just laughed, giggling even, "You stupid bitch. As smart as you think you are..one step ahead. Guys, now!" Jasper shifted just enough to get out of the way of the gunshots. Which also caused a shit storm of patrons running all over. The gunmen didn't say a word, as they were there for one thing only. Protect, and kill. Shooting up the place.

Said table was kicked and used to provide cover from the bullets. The fork grabbed and slammed down on Jaspers hand. "See that? If you move. It will be your neck next. Now I have to deal with the bullshit you caused." Pulling the fork out of the mans hand with a bit of blood spaly that hit her face. That was not going to be the first set of that this day.

Giving a listen to the direction of the gunfire, and using the monitors reflections she could triangulate where each shooter were standing. "Hrmmm..." Then Kaylia stopped, in her spot behind cover. 'Yew know you want to let them. You never listen to me. Let them kill us Kay Kay. Its easier." Kaylia shook her head back and forth hard. "NO! You are the fucking program and I said NO!" Clenching her fist hard enough to cause her nails to pierce into her palms and cause them to bleed.

Jumping over the table and jumping up with a side kick against the wall to push over where the closest gunman was. Rolling with her landing which also worked as sweeping his legs. Laying on her back she flicked her arm out and backhanded the hell out of him. Rolling over as well as taking the unconcious goon with her, using as cover. That one was shot five time. She did not care. Twisting to a crouch and kicking the body into the second shooter. Jumping over, grabbing out the fork. Stabbing the second right in the throat.

The third was a little smarter. Took refuge behind a bunch of drunk patrons. She wouldn't hurt them...well..wouldn't kill them. Though that started the backyard brawl. Each one in turn got turned into an unconcious pile. They only wished that it was from alcohol, before Kaylia got to the third shooter. "I'm going to tell you one last time. You are not going to win."

David smirked at her, "Are you sure?" The sound of a gun went off.

"Yes I am sure." Kaylia glanced at the sound. Well that was lovely. She staggered just enough to let go the bullet hit her shoulder and went through.

"Doesn't look like it, sugar." David smirked.

"Oh you shouldn't have done that." Kaylia's violet eyes flashed for a split second and she grabbed David. Flung him hard enough across the room to bounce him back at her. She leaned down half mast and punched him in the hip, effectively snapping those bones. Let him slam into the back wall of the bar. Regardless of bleeding from the bullet wound stood up. "I'm the only one that calls anyone Sugar around here and its only if I won't kill you. I will kill you. Go home." Shifting to go up to Jasper. "You want to be next or give me the location and details of the job and where the safe house is."

"OKAY OKAY!!! STOP! Crazy bitch! Here!!!!" Jasper gave her a chip with the link and information. "I'll wave my damn fee. Just get the fuck away from me you bitch."

Kaylia giggled, actually giggled, "I didn't give you permission to wave your fee. Though, considering the damage to your reputation now. You've paid in full. However, I need something again, you saw what I did to him. Think of what I will do to you."

Jasper nodded lots of times. "FINE fine! Just stop! Okay. Just...go!"

"Good boy." Kaylia shifted and left. Heading back to her bought now trasnport to where she had to go to find the safe house. Once aboard and out of anyone's eyes about collapsing from the gunshot. She did not need for her unlucid side to kick in right now. Not while she was bleeding.