I envision a nerdy looking guy with glasses (the kind that hide the eyes with reflection) sucking on a candy cane (set in December for good measure). While passing his target on the street, he trips and falls into his entourage in such as way that he rolls off and into his target. He stumbles off muttering apologies and disappears in the crowd, chased by the cursing of the body guard. Only then do they notice their charge sinking to his knees, with a candy cane stuck in his heart several inches deep (Lord only knows how our assassin deep-throated that thing). The reflection on the glasses ceases briefly to reveal a set of hard eyes, already thinking through the next hit.
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Show a cold-eyed assassin and candy
I envision a nerdy looking guy with glasses (the kind that hide the eyes with reflection) sucking on a candy cane (set in December for good measure). While passing his target on the street, he trips and falls into his entourage in such as way that he rolls off and into his target. He stumbles off muttering apologies and disappears in the crowd, chased by the cursing of the body guard. Only then do they notice their charge sinking to his knees, with a candy cane stuck in his heart several inches deep (Lord only knows how our assassin deep-throated that thing). The reflection on the glasses ceases briefly to reveal a set of hard eyes, already thinking through the next hit.