The Apprentice (For Fenrir13)

[Sassy_World900]

She changed into a tank and shorts. She plops down onto her bed on her back. Grabbing her phone and checks some of the servers she was on and chat with a few friends. Then check out some of the social media channels she follows. She might a daughter of an assassin, but she is still a teen.


After chatting to what she considers her best friend. She set up the alarm to get up in the morning and crawls under the covers. Closing her eyes and fall asleep.

[Fenrir13]

(Sorry for keeping you waiting...)

Kyle had three beer and then decided to better stop before he got really going. Better than having a headache tomorrow. He stretched and yawned before going to his room and also getting into something comfortable. Like his teen daughter he checked his phone, but not to socialize but to look if he had a message about a job. A bit dissapointed he saw that they had none. But they weren´t short on money, so not much of a problem. With a side he turned on hir right and closed his eyes, sadly he had a bit of a problem with going to sleep. The dark always reminded him of his childhood, which had been very abusive. While it had made him tough he didn´t want the same for his daughter.

[Sassy_World900]

((It's cool))


The sun soon raised and Avril awoke to her alarm on her phone. She turns it off before getting up and heading to the kitchen. Seeing she is the first to be up she starts making breakfast. First turning on the coffee machine. Then put bread into the toaster. Grabbed a pan and beacon and cooks some up.

[Fenrir13]

Kyle got up shortly after his daughter. He had slept relatively well, but some weird dream lingered in his memory. He yawns and gets dressed before going to the kitchen. "Morning sunshine...", he said and slaps his daughters shoulder heartily, sort of parodying a "normal" family. Then he smelled the bacon. "Oh great, you´ve been making breakfast?", he asked, genuinely suprised.

[Sassy_World900]

She looks over her shoulder at him and smirks. "Morning." she said in a casual manner. When asked if she really was making breakfast. She lets out a sigh. "I know how to cook. I've cooking since I was like ten." she tells him. There were times where her dad would vanish days at a time and leave her by herself. Sometimes she craved mac and cheese and had to make herself. Sure one time he came home to a blacken kitchen and it smelt like smoke for a few days and she ended with a burn on her arm (not to mention a burned rump for a few days). Over time she learned to cook.


Once the food was ready she sets everything down in the center. There was plenty for the two of them. She grabbed some cream and sugar for the coffee and sets two mugs down. One of the mugs was a really old one that said 'Nunbar 1 hitter'. It was mug that she bought for him when she was a dad and wrote that when she was six years old. Her mug had crystals on it and the names of them on it.


She took a seat at the table and poured cream and sugar into hers. Making it very sweet. It was more creamer then coffee.

[Fenrir13]

"Hmph, all I remember is that time you made a mess in our kitchen and I had to take it out on your bum.", he said laughing to himself. He sometimes rubbed it in when it had been time for a spanking in their house. Honestly, he had been a bit neglectful in that regard, but always left her sandwiches or something so she had something to eat when she was really hungry. Kyle was rough but not a cruel man. The assassin sat down and left the cooking to her, trusting the teenager. Again she suprised her father with the coffee. "Hey, this is like a hotel around here, I better not get used to it.", her father said, laughing again.

[Sassy_World900]

She glares at her father and slightly growls. "It's a long time ago and we got it patched up. Besides if you had better meal plans then I wouldn't have to cook." she tells him and starts to eats. As she stuffs her mouth. She listens as he tells her it was like living in a hotel. "I go for a more upscale motel." she said. "And I just got up earlier then you. One of the plus side of not being able to drink til I pass out." she said in a snarky way.

[Fenrir13]

"Hey hey hey, I had like three beer...", he protested frowning lightly. How the hell did he raise her so cheeky? He supposed it showed how tough she was even though he hadn´t been reluctant to...disciplin her. "You are one hell of a daughter. And I mean that in a good way.", Kyle said after a while chuckling. He did enjoy their banter...sort of. Even though it could also go on his nerves. But that is family, right?

[Sassy_World900]

She chuckles as he tells her he only had three beers. She knew that when it came to drinking he was one of the few adults who actually drinks responsibly. She doesn't remember a time seeing him ever wasted. A little tipsy sure, but that's the worse she ever seen him. A part of her was scared to see him plastered. They had a lot of weapons around here. It could end badly for either one of them.


As she was putting her dirty dishes in a sink. She heard him say that and made her blush. "Are you dying or something?" she mumbles. Trying to sound like her cheeky self, but it is rare for him to say things like that and she likes to hear it. Just then her phone in her pocket went off. She pulls it out and smiles. "Anyway. I'm heading out for the day. Be back later." she tells him.

[Fenrir13]

Kyle was well aware that he couldn´t afford to get drunk. With all these weapons around it was a scary idea and he hated the thought of even lightly injuring his daughter, or getting injured for that matter. She was almost grown up after all.
"Oh, always could be. We have a dangerous occupation after all.", he responded with a slight smirk. "Okay, don´t do anything I wouldn´t do!", he said and waves her goodbye. Maybe it was just the breakfast or that he still had some beer in the fridge, which should be ice cold by now, but he was feeling rather well this morning. All he needed was another "job opportunity".