Vanity arrived to the land of rain in a time lapse of maybe 2 or 3 hours. The man that had been steering this ship about 10 minutes ago was dead. His cause of death was his own sinful desires. The culprit, Vanity. She did not want to kill him but she did anyway. He kept staring at her and it had made her uncomfortable.
Anyway the cloaked Vanity got of the boat and onto the docks of the land of rain. Her contact for this mission was supposed to be somewhere around here. If memory served correct it was to be some old looking broad who's name started with a T. She couldn't remember the name for it was something stupid.
Finally spotting some old chick, Vanity approached her and began to speak. "Okay where's the stuff, Im not trying to be out in this cold ass weather all day." she said in cold, yet kind smooth tone. The lady didn't speak but instead handed Vanity two cases of what appeared to be alcohol. She sighed and rolled her eyes turning from the woman and heading toward the city. Such a bland mission it would seem she had gotten herself into. But she was here now. Maybe after dropping this off she would hang around a bit.
[Exit]
Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:51 pm by 
