[i]The Limits to a Well Laid Plan[/i] [i]Falk stared through the scope of his Exitus rifle...just as he had been for 2 Terran weeks. He was unmoving, except for his left hand, which thumbed a large silver bullet back and forth. The rooftop in the plaza gave him the full breadth of the area, no escape route was beyond his sight, no hiding place safe. His target would show soon, he had made sure of it. The grimoire on the cement next to him would draw the target out. All was in place. What happened next was beyond the scope of what Falk had prepared for. The target emerged from a bulkhead 200 meters away. Falk snapped to attention and loaded the bullet into his weapon. He trailed the target to a less populated location, and as the sorcerer made his way to a warehouse, Falk brought his body to an almost standstill. As he touched his finger to the trigger, the sorcerer turned and looked right at the scope, right at Falk. He pulled the trigger but nothing happened, his brow furrowed and he ran diagnostics through his spy mask. Too late he realized, a being was behind him. The small hooded creature shoot at him with incredible speed, his inattention no hindrance to his enhanced reflexes. He met the creature's pounce and grabbed what he assumed was the creature's neck, reversing its momentum, and flinging it from the rooftop. He paid it's howl no mind as he quickly aimed back at his target, who was no longer there. Falk cursed as he slumped back onto a pile of debris. He wondered if the Sorcerer had known he was looking at his assassin and summoned the creature to this position, or was it fate that a filth crawling scum would deny the Officio their mark, it mattered not. He rose and slung the weapon over his shoulder and drew his cloak around him, this position was now compromised. He knelt down to grab the grimoire and to his fury, it was gone. The creature. He raced to the edge he had catapulted it off of and looked down only to find no body, no evidence it was even there. With no way to contact his superiors, and time running short, Falk scaled down the building and began to briskly walk to his second position.[/i] Open