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Clary walked into the foyer, sighing in exasperation. Where the hell was Kannon at? She’d looked everywhere inside the mansion, and she’d turned off her earpiece in the process. Sometimes Will wasn’t as helpful as he tried to be. She sat down on the stairs, resting her chin in the palm of her hand as she turned her earpiece back on. “Hey Will, where the heck is Kannon?” She asked, hearing a bit of typing in the background. Typical Will. “He’s talking to some girl outside, why are you so moody? Gosh.” She groaned, ignoring his last comment.
Seriously, Kannon? Are you really that bad at this? She thought before getting up, ready to go and start looking for him outside this time. She could’ve been spending her time trying to do their job, but no, she’d had to go looking around for Kannon. “Why does he always have to get in the way?” She growled, walking over to the doors that lead to the front lawn.
Seriously, Kannon? Are you really that bad at this? She thought before getting up, ready to go and start looking for him outside this time. She could’ve been spending her time trying to do their job, but no, she’d had to go looking around for Kannon. “Why does he always have to get in the way?” She growled, walking over to the doors that lead to the front lawn.
Kannon grumbled some not very nice words about Clary as he pulled open the doors to the foyer, only to be greeted by the devil herself. Clary. He glared at her, his jaw clenched with anger as he grabbed her wrist and tugged her into a closet nearby. "What are you doing here?" He snapped, anger written all over his features. He could handle this stupid mission. He had done many just like this on his own. He didn't understand why they had to send Clary! He was the kind of getting information out of people. He didn't need Clary's help. "Turn off will." He snapped, hearing a small sound of muttering in her ear. Stupid Will. Kannon thought Will had his back and supported Kannon doing this on his own. Apparently not. It really just ticked him off beyond imagine. Was it bad that he wanted to chuck his earpiece across the room? Probably.
He glared at her, his green eyes piercing through her soul. "I can do this on my own. I don't need you and your prissy little girl talents to help me." He snapped. Kannon was a very guarded and tough person, especially since the whole falling in love with a mutant and then watching her get killed in front of him, and then getting beat by his dad incident. Yeah. "Does my parents know about this? Because I can assure you they wouldn't approve. So why don't you go on home and I won't report you for ruining my mission." Kannon was fed up with this whole thing. Her aleady couldnt stand the girl, and now they were partners? That hadn't happened since the time they nearly killed each other in Canada when Clary left a mutant slip through her fingers. Commander had kept them separate from then on. So why now? It just...pissed Kannon off to no extent. He was done. 100% done.
((so sorry! Totally forgot!))
He glared at her, his green eyes piercing through her soul. "I can do this on my own. I don't need you and your prissy little girl talents to help me." He snapped. Kannon was a very guarded and tough person, especially since the whole falling in love with a mutant and then watching her get killed in front of him, and then getting beat by his dad incident. Yeah. "Does my parents know about this? Because I can assure you they wouldn't approve. So why don't you go on home and I won't report you for ruining my mission." Kannon was fed up with this whole thing. Her aleady couldnt stand the girl, and now they were partners? That hadn't happened since the time they nearly killed each other in Canada when Clary left a mutant slip through her fingers. Commander had kept them separate from then on. So why now? It just...pissed Kannon off to no extent. He was done. 100% done.
((so sorry! Totally forgot!))
((It’s fine :))
Clarissa looked up at him, a deadpan look on her face. To her, he was acting like a little kid having a temper tantrum. “You think I give a damn about what your parents think? I don’t want to be here any more than you want me to, but it’s not like I had a choice. We both know I can’t just leave, so either you get off your little man period or you pull yourself together and put up with it. I certainly couldn’t care less that you hate me.” She growled, her eyes boring daggers into his skull. If there was one person she hated more than herself, it was Kannon. He knew just the right way to tick her off, and he often took advantage of it. The last time they’d had a mission together, she’d let the mutant slip through her fingers because they didn’t deserve it. She’d never admit it, but maybe they sent Clary here thinking that Kannon would straighten her up a little.
Scoffing in disgust, she shoved past him and out of the closet. There was no way she was going to stick around for more of his verbal abuse. She was great at her job, and she knew it. It was just the simple fact that she absolutely couldn’t stand killing people that looked just like her and everyone she knew. She had blood on her hands, and all for no reason. The mutants weren’t harming them and there her father’s little ‘vengeance’ was definitely no reason to be killing people. But to him, it was the best reason in the world to force his own daughter into a war that she’d unknowingly grown up in.
Walking out of the closet, she made her way back over to the stairs, angrily grabbing her earpiece so that she could throw it on the ground and step on it. A crunching sound followed, and she honestly didn’t feel any regrets. “Screw this.” She muttered under her breath before briskly walking down the hall, looking for somewhere she could be alone.
Clarissa looked up at him, a deadpan look on her face. To her, he was acting like a little kid having a temper tantrum. “You think I give a damn about what your parents think? I don’t want to be here any more than you want me to, but it’s not like I had a choice. We both know I can’t just leave, so either you get off your little man period or you pull yourself together and put up with it. I certainly couldn’t care less that you hate me.” She growled, her eyes boring daggers into his skull. If there was one person she hated more than herself, it was Kannon. He knew just the right way to tick her off, and he often took advantage of it. The last time they’d had a mission together, she’d let the mutant slip through her fingers because they didn’t deserve it. She’d never admit it, but maybe they sent Clary here thinking that Kannon would straighten her up a little.
Scoffing in disgust, she shoved past him and out of the closet. There was no way she was going to stick around for more of his verbal abuse. She was great at her job, and she knew it. It was just the simple fact that she absolutely couldn’t stand killing people that looked just like her and everyone she knew. She had blood on her hands, and all for no reason. The mutants weren’t harming them and there her father’s little ‘vengeance’ was definitely no reason to be killing people. But to him, it was the best reason in the world to force his own daughter into a war that she’d unknowingly grown up in.
Walking out of the closet, she made her way back over to the stairs, angrily grabbing her earpiece so that she could throw it on the ground and step on it. A crunching sound followed, and she honestly didn’t feel any regrets. “Screw this.” She muttered under her breath before briskly walking down the hall, looking for somewhere she could be alone.
Kannon was pissed off. Clary knew how to push his buttons. She had known about the mutant girl, Abbie. She had known yet she said nothing. Just sat and watched. It was awful, and Kannon couldn't Stand to even look at her anymore. He was so urked by her presance he honestly couldn't even be near her. "You are such a brat. I can't even....listen. I'm not working with you on this. Stay out of my way." He snapped, running his fingers through his hair as he stalked out of the closet. He gave all of the mutants that were staring a glare and walked away, his hands shoved into his pocket. He was so pissed.
Kannon clicked his ear piece on, walking away with a huff. This was awful. Like legit...awful. He didn't want to be with Clary and he certinally didn't want to be here. Spending his time with mutants was miserable. Like...he wanted to shoot himself. Now he had two roommates he had to deal with. Joy. So far all he knew was that one could set himself and everything else on fire and the other had something to do with snow or ice or something. Basically Kannon was going to turn them in and then go home. Now.
Kannon clicked his ear piece on, walking away with a huff. This was awful. Like legit...awful. He didn't want to be with Clary and he certinally didn't want to be here. Spending his time with mutants was miserable. Like...he wanted to shoot himself. Now he had two roommates he had to deal with. Joy. So far all he knew was that one could set himself and everything else on fire and the other had something to do with snow or ice or something. Basically Kannon was going to turn them in and then go home. Now.
