He looks furious as his lime green slit pupils dart along the room as he padded down the corridor of Fireon with precision. He must be hunting for something.
"I'm going to kill that weasel," He mutters just as a Violet and dark blue furry tail dashed into a room. The Kitchen. The assassin quickly followed suit, Poking the barrel of his gun into the room first before following after.
the Kitchen was desserted, Except for two occupants, A very smug looking Ferret sitting proudly ob the shoulders of a olive skin toned Woman with reckless hair and smoky green eyes.
"There you are you little-" He was about to shoot, but with a Puff of Violet and turquoise smoke, His Gun vanished.
"Damian," The woman said in a warning tone. "Were you planning on shooting my Familiar?"
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That's a Crazy Idea.
It doesn't make sense.
"You'll do it?"