cosmic brutality

Camille Pt2

Published: April 10th 2025, 10:43:30 pm

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(thier all gonna fight one by one, to make things simple for me)

So last time in CB#35 Camille was hired as an escort by the rich guy with the glasses's eldest bachellor son and it didnt go well so the father, Rich, highered assasins to take care of her.

Intro story:

Rich (aggrieved father): This is it, the authority is here and everybody knows your shtick, My son is in the hospital Camille, he’s never going to recover from what you did to him. 

Camille: I’m not sorry.

Rich: Shut Bitch! You took my grandkids away from me. (shaking his head in disbelief) All you had to do was say no, but you hate us! You hate men! You spiteful lesbian bitch!

(Rich smirks) 

You’re gonna rot in hell for that.

Billie (Rich’s teenage son): Yeah, faggot’s go to hell, and you can call my right fist your descender.

Rich: That’s corny Billie.

Camille tilts her head: Is your left hand inept, Billie?

Billie: I don't know what inept means stupid, but I'll break your face with that too if you want-

Rich (cutting Billie off): Enough Bille, Our guests are getting impatient.

Hark (shirtless guy): Are we here to take down a lethal assassin or a small woman who can be beaten by a schoolboy.

Rich: It doesn’t matter Hark, You’re getting paid either way. And my kid is no mere boy-

Camille (cutting Rich off): Yes he is.

Rich: Shut up I was talking!

(composes himself with a breath)

Rich: You guys are insurance, my older son, Her pimp, said she’s a fluke, all cheap shots and low blows. So Billie’s wearing a cup. 

(Billie nods in confidence)

Rich: You’re here because we found a few broken necks and King was missing his head, but look at her, obviously, she had help. One of our suits and ties wasn’t at the site when we found the bodies. He must’ve been a secret supervillain martial artist or something but we’ll deal with him later. This one’s personal.

Camille: Are they all wearing cups?

(assassins murmuring amongst each other: “their pretty uncomfortable” “Not good for mobility” “So im the only one”)

Rich: That’s none of your damn business! Billie, Send this Jessabelle prostitute to hell!

Billie (pounding his fists): Satan, One Jassabelle prostitute coming right up.