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“What’s your preferred point of entry?”

“I don’t really have a preference, there are only three options, after all. It depends on the client.”

“Only three? It doesn’t get boring sticking to the same monotony? Don’t you ever want to spice things up a bit?”

“Well I did try the ear once, but it wasn’t a particularly pleasant experience for either me or the client.”

“I can see that, but I don’t know why you place so much emphasis on the client, it's just a job, after all.”

“It has everything to do with the client. How am I to be hired again should I not perform my job to satisfaction?”

“Sometimes it's just dirty, but I don’t need to tell you that.”

“Now I’ll drink to that. You said you felt there were more options, do tell.”

“Do you want a whole list? I mean, agreed, the throat is always reliable, but the torso is also an effective finisher.”

“Finisher? How long do your encounters typically last?”

“Oh, not long at all. If I do my job right, a few seconds. You?”

“That’s terrible low stamina, I may have had a client finish in a few seconds one, but I’ve done hours before.”

“Hours? Dear God! With only three entry points? How much do you make them suffer?”

“Oh, only if they’re into that sort of thing. I have had to work on my whip skills recently, I have a regular who really loves lashings.”

“Oh, what an interesting weapon of choice. And regular? What is this cat and mouse bullshit? A job is a job, get paid and move on with your life. We have to face regular society in the morning.”

“Oh, I don’t often see my clients outside of my work, if that’s what you mean. Yes, my face does become more recognized if I’ve seen them on more than one occasion, but few ever believe them.”

“You’re that confident? You don’t even wear a mask? It sounds like this is your life, not just a job.”

“It’s by necessity, same as you. So you’ve never encountered a client more than once?”

“I never miss.”

“I suppose that should be ample reason for them to come back.”

“By clients, do you mean the targets or the one paying you?”

“They are often two different people? I’ve only had that a few times, for bachelor parties and whatnot.”

“You do your work in a public area? Good lord, no mask, multiple encounters, you better be careful. And how could they be the same? People are placing targets on their own backs? Well, I guess if it is more of a cat and mouse situation I suppose they get their money’s worth. Probably some bored rich fools who want to see if they still got moves.”

“Oh tell me about it. They always think they’re so high and mighty and then they’re out in minutes. They pay well though, can’t complain.”

“The pay’s the only reason I’m in this job.”

“Of course, we lead this life from circumstance. You said it was an unusual weapon of choice, but I find the whip used quite commonly, what do you use?”

“Knives, handguns, rifles, anything that leaves a mark.”

“Rifles?! Oh lord… they aren’t actually loaded are they? Just those bayonet things I assume? Are these those same rich people who do this… cat and mouse roleplay you’ve mentioned a few times?”

“Roleplay? What fucked up shit are you involved with? As I said, I do the job, and then moved on. I don’t dress up and I only play one part. And of course, the rifles are loaded, I don’t just use knives, bullets get the job done much faster.”

“Hey! Roleplay is quite common, don’t kink shame! What the hell do you mean they’re loaded? You said I was involved in some fucked up shit, but yours is the fuckiest, and I don’t mean that as a compliment. I thought we were getting along there for a bit, but it appears our worlds, even as similar as they seem, are much too different.”

“Kink shame… what in the world… I knew they were some sadist freak. Hours killing a victim, what the hell kind of twisted mind do you have to have to pull something like that off.”

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Submitted by Dodecadungeon on Tue, Apr 26, 2022 to /r/WritingPrompts/

The prompt

Two people in a bar are having a conversation. The topic of their "body counts" comes up. One's an assassin, the other is an escort. Each thinks the other has the same profession as them, and is horrified by what they are told.