[Text] Alright! Here’s where I live…
He wrote his address and hit the Send button. Now he only would have to wait. He wasn’t feeling like training today… and given how entertained was D reading his old comic books, he doubted he could help them. EZayne really didn’t want to put him any restrictions, D had proved him he was a good child. He deserved to rest and do all kind of things normal for a kid, and as long he was enjoying his time, Ezayne was OK with it.
Better it would be to save all his weapons into his closet. Maple would freak out if he found out he was going to work for a little assassin family… And that wouldn’t be good. Thank God, he still knew how to be the perfect gentleman.
As he’d promised, Jack soon arrived at the building. The doorman had been told to expect him, and once inside, he made his way toward the elevator, heading up to the penthouse.
It wasn’t hard to find which apartment was Ezayne’s. Outside the door, the blue man hesitated for a moment, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself. He’s just another client. Even if it’s a new setting, he’s just a client, and you’re just looking around. It’ll be fine.
With that, he knocked on the door.
“I’m coming.” a deep voice answered from the other side. Ezayne opened the door, wearing a simple shirt and some baggy pants. Still, the shirt didn’t hide the burn marks and the scars from his arms.
“You must be Jack Maple. I’m Ezayne.” the man offered him hand to shake. “Come in. Wanna eat something before we could begin to talk about my commission?”
The sight of the tall, powerfully-built man, with his bright blue hair and scarred arms, made the short alien almost take a step back. It took Jack a moment to register that a handshake was being offered, but when he did, he returned it.
“Nice to m-meet you in person, Ezayne.” He tried to keep himself from stammering, but it wasn’t easy. “No, thanks, I’m actually excited to g-get started. So where will we be working?”
Jack Maple 