He made his way through all the security protocols, annoyed that they took his giant slushie away. However, he didn’t get this far by making a fuss about everything. The assassin gave a wink to the woman that was charged with frisking him before he was allowed in. Edin always felt uncomfortable without his weapons, but there was little to gain from anyone here trying to off him. He was perhaps about to be the best asset Apex had secured yet.
The Firrerreo decided to come out of his brief retirement. He would never admit that only a part of it was because of work burnout - the bigger component was the fallout from his last relationship, a long term affair that ultimately collapsed because his job always took precedence. He thought he could give it another shot by taking time away from working, but he caved. The writing was on the wall - he was always going to be an assassin first, a lover second.
Apex caught his attention because it was easy, consistent funding. He wasn’t in the mood for a big job for now, so he wanted to find some steady income and a few jobs to do. He knew his reputation alone could raise Apex’s and make the organization even more formidable. His inclusion to its roster would mean they could command a higher asking price from clients and increase their profits.
The Firrerreo was led to an office, his sapphire eyes taking in sight of all the vibrant surroundings. They really did a good job of making people forget that this was ultimately a ship. He hadn’t met the leader of Apex yet, and he had no real opinions. For now, he played a mindless puzzle game with goofy, cartoony graphics on his jailbroken EZPhone.