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Sagus gathered everyone, except for Monica, into a huddle to explain his idea. Aktheus sounded pleased when he heard the plan.

"That may very well work! If it does, not only will I examine your arrow, i'll give you all the supplies you need!"

"Deal," everyone exclaimed in unison.

Twilight.

Sagus and Sophie stood outside the church door in their new costumes, that of a pirate and a female assassin. He didn't say so out loud, but Sagus thought the outfit brought out some of Sophie's sex appeal. As it was meant to do for actual assassins for a distraction, he supposed. It consisted of a black full-body suit with the midsection and most of the legs cut off, as well as a good-sized section below the neck. Her hood had covered her face, so a mask wasn't needed. Sagus, however, did need one, which he had in the form of an eye patch and a fake beard. A touch cliched, but it marked as a pirate quite effectively.

"Ready up there?" he called upward, where Rebecca was waiting on the awning above the door, looking in a window.

"Yeah. Both targets are in position. Marianne, are you ready?" Marianne smiled, even though she felt a bit guilty for tricking a nun. "All set." She looked over the edge of the awning. "We're ready to go." Sagus nodded.

"Ok, three...two....ONE!!"

Sagus and Sophie kicked the door open and started yelling whatever they could think of that sounded killer-y. Sister Monica dropped her broom and silently tried to scream. Sophie kicked over a couple chairs, while Sagus went for Monica. He grabbed her by the collar, and gave her the most bloodthirsty look he could muster.

"Yeah, you'll do! Hey, uh...So...Phin...Tis. Yeah, Sophints!! We got one! She's a real cutie, too! I bet we could whore her out for a pretty hefty sum!"

"Sophintis?" Sophie thought. She delayed her disappointment in Sagus improv skills, and stayed in character. "Good job, Zorniton! Slap her cute ass around, and load her onto the damn boat! If we tell everyone she's a nun, I bet some pervert'll pay triple, so don't fuck up her habit too bad!" Nothing brought a roguish character together like swearing, Sophie thought. Even more so if it was in a church. Though, an assassin should be quieter, but it was too late for that now. She chalked it up to working with a crude, loud pirate in her mind and continue the performance.

"No promises!" Sagus glared lustfully at the terrified nun. This was the first time he'd seen her up close, and he could see what Aktheus meant when he said she was beautiful. Pretty face, a few long blond hairs leaking out from her hood, big blue eyes. She couldn't have been more than twenty-four. His face softened, just slightly. She seemed to notice, but before anything more happened, Aktheus threw open the door to his office. He looked far beyond upset, the cudgel he carried in with him shaking in his fist.

"Get...your stinking hands off her, you filth!!"

"Father Aktheus!" sister Monica gasped. He smiled.

"Yes, fair sister Monica, it is I, Father Aktheus. And I have come to ensure thy safety from these wreched ne'er-do-wells!"

"Is he serious?" Sagus thought. "What a horrible actor."

Despite Aktheus' performance, sister Monica's eyes filled with hope, and her red lips smiled. "Oh, Father AKtheus! Please, do save me from these villains! Do so, and I will be forever grateful! I shall do whatever you wish for the rest of my life! I would even be your wife, if you so desire! Only you must save me quickly, before these brutes can send me overseas to sell my body!"

"They're both such ham....ACTORS!" It hit Sophie like a ton of feathers. No one really talked like that, even in a situation like this. Did...sister Monica know it was all a scam? And if so, was she really going along with it?!