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2doc spies au

Murdoc grunted as he got into position, using his new goggles to watch some rich dude they’d been hired to watch for a few weeks. He turned around, expecting to see 2d with his auto translator but instead all he was met with were mouldy roof tiles. Cursing under his breath he searched the roof for the camera only to realise it was in their bag. Which was with 2d.

“Oh fuck me..”

Murdoc climbed off the roof, hoping down and landing on his ass. When Murdoc approached the van he expected to see 2D passed out —again— instead he saw men in suits and a blood covered 2d. Murdoc tensed, backing out of view and trying to listen to whatever the two were saying. He came to find out he couldn’t hear a damn thing those pricks were saying over 2D’s blubbering. He stood readying himself for a very painful altercation, that he wasn’t entirely sure he’d come out on top of, when he felt something small pierce his neck. Then his vision started to fade.

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Murdoc woke with a groan, it felt like every bone in his body screamed at him as he tried to observe his surroundings. 2D was sprawled out on the floor, face caked in blood and dirt, and his nose had definitely seen better days. Murdoc rolled onto his back and flinched as his headache shot up to a solid 8 on the pain scale, he glared at the bright light, willing it to turn off. He started to watch the door after he heard footsteps approaching.

The door looked heaving, it opened slowly. He retreated into the dark of their cell as the handle to the door turned. In a came a tall woman, dark curls framed her face, tan skin and near black eyes. A mouth of perfect teeth smiled at him. She was the friendliest looking person he had ever seen yet he had not felt this on edge since he made a deal with the devil. Everything about her seemed wrong, her smile too wide, too forced, her skin looked like it was a few sizes too small. She waked in a near perfect way yet everything about her walk was wrong. He barely repressed a shiver as she peered down at him, her smile seeming to grow ever wider.

Then it spoke “Murdoc?” it was a raspy noise, its head twitched oddly, like it couldn’t quite see him right.

Murdoc coughed jabbing 2d in the ribs roughly “Faf off Mud—” Murdoc felt 2d tense behind him.

“Get up” the thing rasped.

Murdoc stood, legs shaking slightly. 2D just stared in horror, leaving Murdoc to pull him up himself.

They stood silently and the creature seemed to inspect them, lingering on their various wounds. Finally it spoke “It seems my team roughed you two up quite a bit more then I asked” It let out chuckle “well I suppose I should cut to the chase—” She touched her neck, briefly searching for something, she started pulling down, her skin parted, making way for green scaly skin. Her skin suit fell to the ground as she took off her face.

She had beady black eyes on the side of her face, and a short snout with jagged teeth. Her body was wide, her arms and legs short, with black claws the length of a forearm jutting out of her fingers and toes.

She stretched and smiled at 2D and Murdoc “I’m hiring you”

Murdoc looked at her questioningly “For what?”