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Post by Lucy Lionell on Mar 23, 2010 7:19:06 GMT -5
She glanced at him head held high. "Oh, just you wait I'll find another insane person around here and prove we are fun." the look on her face would be more appropriate on the face of a sassy high heiress. She was probably that high up on her on social class pyramid but that was everyone's but her problem.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Mar 23, 2010 17:10:36 GMT -5
"Why would I want to wait? If there's more of you, I think I'll just turn around, and go back the way I came." He smirked softly, shaking his head. His hood was still up, though his eyes laughed softly at her, and it was almost as if she could feel him watching her. Which of course, she might have been able to, but who could tell when you couldn't see him?
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Mar 26, 2010 7:59:09 GMT -5
"From what I've observed it doesn't sound like you to run away." she had the strange feeling he was laughing. Lucy started playing with her long purple hair. She twisted it with one hand. Walking around was getting boring even if she was talking to some weird assassin.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Mar 29, 2010 16:41:04 GMT -5
"Hardly." Came his responance. He growled lightly, stopping in his tracks. "I suppose we shall find out now, shant we?" He asked, flicking his wrist blade. It caught some light, sending a reflection fly across the cave wall. He growled lightly, and crouched, getting ready to brace himself for an attack. Suddenly, the next thing you hear is metal on metal, and then someone growling, falling to their knees, and gripping their stomach. He hissed softly, and took the blade, shoving it into the mans chest, killing him. "It had to be done." was the only explanation he had given her, just in case she had wanted to ask what his problem was. He had no problem. This was his job. If he didn't like it, then she should go shove it where the sun don't shine, because he didn't care.
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Mar 29, 2010 22:04:59 GMT -5
Lucy twirled around as she heard growling noises. She let her flames fly so she could see, and found a pretty gruesome scene. It was a bit of a surprise to see the sudden violence but she didn't know what exactly to think. She was about to take a deep breath when she was suddenly soaked and water, pulled to the ground and mouth covered. Soaked with water her flames wouldn't start. Her hands flew to uncover her mouth. She angrily kicked and flailed. Lucy raised one hand flipped off her attacker. She quickly grabbed the arms of the person, then using full strength flipped them face up on the ground. She smirked, "Don't mess with the girl!" She kicked him in the face and laughed like a psycho.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Mar 30, 2010 16:31:51 GMT -5
Altair laughed softly, shaking his head. He wasn't going to step in unless she needed help, and right now, she needed nothing from him. That much was clear, and he knew it. So he watched, wrist blade still out and catching what little light was able to be caught in this god forsaken cave.
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Mar 30, 2010 23:29:03 GMT -5
She sighed, "Scram before I forget mercy! If I catch a cold I will make sure to track you down!"She continued laughing like the crazy person she could easily be.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Apr 14, 2010 21:14:11 GMT -5
--I'm soooooo sorry I haven't been on lately... It's just some things have come up.
He chuckled lightly, shaking his head once more as he leaned against the cold rocky wall, eyes flinting over her and then the man that stood slowly, before turning and running like a dog with it's tail between it's legs. "Impressive, if I do say so myself." Altair smirked, shaking his head slightly, a slow chuckle rumbling through him.
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Apr 16, 2010 8:42:00 GMT -5
"What kind of waitress doesn't know how to fight?" She looked at him inquisitively. She didn't work with a single waitress that couldn't beat up someone. She figured an assassin would know that, but then again she hadn't told him she was a waitress. She answered her own head nodding and looking at the trial the guy had run. "5,4,3, 2, 1." A yelp came from that direction. She smirked, "I got cold." she looked at the assassin and smiled. All she had done was burn the guys feet, so he could run in pain. Just to teach a lesson.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Apr 18, 2010 18:35:13 GMT -5
"Didn't have a clue that you were a waitress." He frowned, wondering if he was supposed to know that small fact or not. He frowned lightly, before shaking his head. "Anyways, where were you going anyways, if you don't mind me asking."
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Apr 18, 2010 21:33:32 GMT -5
"I was simply walking until the numbness went away and it has and I should probably go home but I don't feel like it yet." she replied simply walking further into the darkness. It made her wonder if she would get home by breakfast the next day.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on May 11, 2010 19:39:55 GMT -5
Altair grunted slightly, and looked down for a moment. He continued walking, not paying very much attention to her.
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Post by Lucy Lionell on May 13, 2010 7:30:18 GMT -5
Lucy spun around and started walking away from the darkness. She was about ready to go home but first she had to walk the distance back. "I should start walking back if I want to get out of here soon." She could feel a presence as she thought she walked past the assassin. She started singing a few steps later. "So are we lost or do we know. Which direction we should go. Sit around and wait for someone to take our hands and lead the way. Cause every day we're getting older And every day we all get colder We're sick of waiting for our answers. Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, Yeah so tired of waiting, waiting for us to Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, Yeah so sick of waiting, for us to make a move Are we meant to take the pain Should we sit around and wait Are we being saved Or was I another lie you made to make us hate."
Lucy was killing time. She had nothing else to find as a reason to waste time. She walked slowly through the darkness. She let her hand go in flames, she could see better as she held it out like a flashlight. "Hey, emo boy! Are you still following?"
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Jun 24, 2010 14:37:24 GMT -5
Altair watched as she brushed past him, and stared lazily through the darkness before he even thought about following her. "Emo boy? Since when did I become Emo Boy? He grumbled as he jogged to catch up to her. "Last time I checked, I didn't cut myself. I just killed others. " He smirked gently, and slowly came from the shadows and into her line of vision. "Why?"
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Jun 24, 2010 15:16:21 GMT -5
Lucy could see him again. She smirked, "Oh please, don't give me that. I see right through you. Maybe I'm wrong but you don't seem like a guy who really likes cutting down people. You may not be cutting yourself but you can't be happy. Only sadistic homicidal maniacs really enjoy killing. You are definitely not that type. Crazy people like me just know these things." She started walking again. She hoped to eventually get out of here. She needed to pick up her sister.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Jun 24, 2010 15:37:44 GMT -5
Whoa. No one. Ever, ever, ever told him he really didn't belong being an assassin. He was actually quite good at what he did as well. Well, when there was actually people there to cut down. Punish, what ever you wanna call it. Altair growled gently, his fist clenching slightly but he followed her. "And what makes you assume that?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow in her direction.
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Jun 24, 2010 18:03:12 GMT -5
Lucy turned around to look at him. She was frowning. "No offense, your probably the greatest assassin ever. Yet, a job like that. Hasn't it gotten in the way. Don't you wish to have relationships with people. Make friends. Have a lover? Don't you see you could be happy. That's none of my business though. I'm just a crazy girl. You shouldn't be listening to me. I'm not well anyway..." Lucy faintly smiled. She ended up kneeling to the ground. Wincing in pain. Her hands gripped her head as if she had a migraine.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: I wanna start with the new plot. So I thought I would have this character turn. Just cause she is already loco.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Jun 25, 2010 13:11:41 GMT -5
OOC-- So what does Altair do? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Altair glanced down at his hand without his ring finger, and slowly closed his hand around it. "Being an assassins means I have to be commited to the blade. Not to anything else." He muttered softly, looking down, until he realized she was kneeling and grabbing her stomach with pain. Altair quickly kneeled beside her, and said "Are you okay?"
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Jun 25, 2010 13:26:34 GMT -5
"I was hungry but know everything hurts!" Lucy rolled onto the floor. Hyperventilating. She closed her eyes. She had a feeling she might burst into flames. Her head hurt and she couldn't think. "Stay bacc-kk." She moaned on the ground.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Jun 25, 2010 13:31:42 GMT -5
There was only one explanation for this. The virus. He scowled, hating the virus even before it attacked Lucy, and the reason is this: It was actually the number one killer, and he didn't like other things that were walking on his turf. He growled slightly, and slowly stood, taking a few steps away from her. "I'm not leaving you, Lucy." He said cooly, watching her for a few moments, not sure what else to do. She was infected, he knew that much just from looking at her.
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Jun 25, 2010 13:57:19 GMT -5
"What hap-pened to your com-mitment issues?" Lucy was still acting like herself. She would have laughed if she wasn't on the ground hyperventilating. She took one hand and covered her mouth. She felt a weird urge. She couldn't do it though. She covered her mouth and held her breath. When she couldn't hold it anymore she removed her hand and took a deep breath. Just like that she got a hold of herself and her breathing. "Well I guess I kind of deserve this. Karma's finally got me. What do you think?" She remained on the floor, staying pretty calm for the extreme pain. She laid a hand on her stomach. Then she burst into flames. "Crap!" she was extremely disappointed. "Hey. Could you distract me please. Whats your favorite color?"
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Jun 25, 2010 14:05:50 GMT -5
Altair smirked, and said "Commentment issues as in...marrying. Relationship issues. I don't have friend issues. Well...actually it depends. Any ways. Distract you?" He was no good at distractions. I mean, how could he be when he was an assassin who didn't need distractions. Which is why he didn't have a girlfriend or anything like that. He sighed, and said "My favorite colors red." His lip turned upwards, and he added in a teasing tone, just to try and get her mind off of what was happening. "Though, I do like the color pink as well." He wasn't serious. Seriously. I mean it. He was just trying to get her mind off of it.
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Jun 25, 2010 14:27:49 GMT -5
"Hana's hair is pink. She is my little sister. I wonder if she will be okay? Our aunt will take care of her. I like purple." Miyuki was distracted a little bit. It was kind of hard to think but she wasn't thinking about the pain so it was okay. She was thinking about purple. Her hair was purple. She used her free hand to tough her hair. It was soft. She faintly remembered she was on fire. Although it didn't burn. She felt tired now. Her flames were going out she could feel it. "Do you know the song "Time after time?" That song is so old. I like that song. " Lucy felt like dozing off. Maybe is she was asleep she wouldn't feel it anymore. She fought it though. If she fell aslee she feared not waking up.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Jun 25, 2010 14:34:24 GMT -5
"Really? I'm sure Hana will be okay. " He answered, kneeling beside her, staring down at her. He sighed, and swiped his hood back, just so she didn't think she was staring into the face of death and she was going to die right there and then. He had spikey black hair, with shocking blue eyes. Even more shocking since no one has really ever seen his face. He smiled faintly and said "What's the song called again? I don't think I caught the name."
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Post by Lucy Lionell on Jun 25, 2010 14:41:41 GMT -5
"Time after Time..." Lucy smiled. Surprised that the assassin showed his face. She stared into his eyes. "Wow, you have a face." She kinda just stared blankly. She was kind of happy. Although felt bad. He had to trust the girl on the ground becoming a monster. How should she really feel? What a distraction this was.
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Post by *~`{Creed.Of.The.Assassins}`~* on Jun 25, 2010 15:01:01 GMT -5
"Only other distraction I could think of." He grinned softly, staring down at her before rolling back on his heels, but not getting up. Leaning over her like that was getting a little too intimate for him. "So, what are the lyrics to this...song?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow.
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