Beach

@❀ Emily Rudd Ryujin knew, that even the hospital could not save the man now , shake only shook her head while walking down only to nod at the other , pale skinned woman, while placing black leather gloves onto my hands, nodding at the other, familiar lady. "Yes? What is it ? " Ryujin asked, almost emotionless , yet she shakes her head , wondering as ' did she not listen to me? ' played through her mind, only to shake her head again, grabbing the man by his collar and dragging him towards the deepest place if the beach she knew. " The police will not do much either, I admit they, will arrest me, but who killed, koreas most wanted people, I did, even the police where pathetic upon finding them. But I am going to shut up now, obviously you are paying no attention to me." She muttered before walking upon the rocks and launches the man off them, standing there and watches as he slowly sunk to the bottom of the ocean.

@❀ Ryujin Emily tried shaking the man awake, and tears flooded her eyes and slipped down her cheeks. “H-hospital,” she barely croaked out as she tried to get her own body to unfreeze and stand on up, but it couldn’t move. She could only stare at the male as she emptily stared at her. He had been emptied...by a bullet.
The raven haired female felt her senses shock back to life when she heard a womanly voice call over her, making Emily jump up into a standing position as she met eyes with a girl... that girl from before. “Y-you...” she watched as the short haired lady kicked the old man like he was nothing. She had made him nothing, that is. Emily’s train was doing somersaults as she shook her head, mouth agape in dismay. “P-police...” she felt around her pockets for her phone as she hitched a sob, backing away from the monster before her.

Upon staring through her scope which she usually does for a moment after making her kill , to be reassured , her eyes go wide upon seeing another person, as usually this time of the morning there is no one around, however she is not too phased upon seeing others why she does her job, her motivation to kill would always be high, as she thinks that she is doing the world some good, she puts her rifle back into her bag before keeping herself lowly, but watching in curiousity upon the woman , shaking her own head before walking down onto the beach , maintaining fixated on the woman , trying to help the man. " it is too late, he is dead, Karma is a , you assasinate people, you get assassinated back , it is a reason as to why I do not become too close to anyone, I would love to have friends, but I cannot risk putting them in danger.." Ryujin then gave the dead man a kick before smiling softly, " though I apologise , I think, I have been after him for many a years, he assassinated my parents."

Emily was so greatful her grad school was a city near a beach, where she could bike or drive for a little distance to escape and enjoy the sunshine and sea salt across her pale, sensitive skin. Nature was beautiful - escapes were even more rare these days, so after not sleeping a wink in the night, giving up at 3 in the morning, Emily Rudd got out of bed, changed into slightly warmer clothes, hopped into her roommate's vehicle (miss rudd would replenish the gas on the way back, of course) and hit the beach in the dark. The sky's dark blue grew ever so lighter as the hour went, and the raven haired girl was beyond ready to catch a sunrise in her phone. It was cheesy, but no way in hell could she afford a individual camera with student debt hot on her tail.
She set up a blanket over the hood of the car, parking near the edge of the shallow end of the beach line, and then after getting a bit bored of sitting and watching the stars dissapear one by one, she went on a walk by herself, expecting no one but herself and the ocean.
But the gun shot was way too distinctive, too loud, to be mistaken when it came.
It was a wheez, a hit, and a cry.
Death.
Turning on her flashlight even though the sun was rising, she looked around the beach, feeling close. "H-hello??" she hesitated on calling out, eventually able to spot a senior male laying flat on the ground. "Oh, !" she looked around at the dunes and area for others, as she sprinted and crashed next to the old man's bleeding head pressing her hands into it. "Sir?!" she cried, trying to check his pulse, though her hands were a trembling wreck. "Sir. SIR!" Emily screamed as his pupils dilated, and death stared her right in the face.

She sets up her sniper rifle upon the correct angle on the dune , ties her hair in a lowly but neat bun to keep it out of her way before lying back down holding her position, waiting for the person to come . “I feel it , today is the day I will be free !” She muttered to herself before looking around then finally spots her target. “It is only 5am , the only person on the beach is them, so I was right all along , my angle is perfectly calibrated to fire once, it is all I need.” She smirked to herself before pulling the trigger. She watched as the person got shot in the head, her 15 years of torture was done , she was finally free, upon feeling all this , she broke down in tears, her job was finally done.