I don’t remember what put those looks on our faces, but I’m sure it was nothing good.
True Neutral » The Undecided
A neutral character does what seems to be a good idea. He doesn’t feel strongly one way or the other when it comes to good vs. evil or law vs. chaos. Most neutral characters exhibit a lack of conviction or bias rather than a commitment to neutrality. Such a character thinks of good as better than evil-after all, he would rather have good neighbors and rulers than evil ones. Still, he’s not personally committed to upholding good in any abstract or universal way.
The best thing for it, Crimson decided, was just to throw himself into what he did best: taking lives. And, in a ‘killing two birds with one stone’ move, he decided to take Cerise along with him on his latest mission. It was fairly straightforward, and it would give him a chance to gauge her skills in the field. They had a list of about half a dozen targets, the heads of a crime syndicate operating in Italy. They’d finally managed to piss off a rival gang to the point where they’d contacted the League and asked them to, quote, ‘tagliare la testa in modo che il corpo morirà’.
So they’d boarded a plan for Sicily, landing and heading directly to their destination. Crimson had a pair of sabers strapped to his back and a .45 on his hip, because the employer hadn’t mentioned anything specific, simply ‘rendono sanguinosa’. A shot to the head took out the security guard, and Crimson stole his pass key and they headed to the elevators, quickly ascending to the executive offices. The doors slid open with a quiet ding, but thankfully, there was no team of guards with assault rifles waiting for them.
Crimson gestured to Cerise, heading down the only lit hallway. “Keep your eyes open,” he murmured.