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Post by Raphael Scarpa on Nov 13, 2009 22:28:59 GMT -7
(Way Before Torture btw XD)
“Cuba Libre over here buddy”
It was just a regular day for the Olive eye warrior and it seemed everything had gone great for him in the club as he was able to flirt with a couple of girls as well as get a couple of drinks. He was feeling so good that he couldn’t even light a cigar or a cigarette for that matter. He felt relax to not be the center of attention for once and not getting involved into any conflict that usually stalked him around. It seemed where ever he went trouble followed him, but not today. slowly he began to sip his drink as he got at the same time viewed over crowed. The environment was thrilled with excitement and energy. Although he had caught several eyes lock with his and lustful openings for him to enter. He was way to tired for it and decided it be best that he quit while he was still ahead with his day and probably leave early before he got himself into trouble. taking his drink with him he made a slight gesture by kissing his cross for good luck and withdrew from the club to wonder to a hotel that could possibly be near by. while he strolled with one hand in his pocket and the other helping wash down his drink, he felt a rather serging tension scorch his mind. something was up and he knew that things had gotten worse for him as usual. It seem he was a magnet to thieves, that either wanted something that could prove valuable or his life in general. As he finished his shot, he tracked his surroundings only to witness four guys circling him and what appeared to be their main man walking up slowly in front of him. Tetsuya fell back into a defensive position and eyed them all with a wolf like expression. while the four of the henchmen blocked his rear off to stop him from leaving, the main guy only continue to flip his coin countless and struggle to keep himself from the sudden chuckles he was getting.
"I'm only gonna as you this one time and only once kid...give me all your valuables and money! And we wont have to hurt you!"
The threat was noted and quite obvious that the older man with the coin was not joking. He appeared to by in his 40 and had a rather deep scar on his cheek to show he’s been in several fights before in his life. But all these men were human and it was pretty clear that Tetsuya could easily make work out of them...but it was tipsy, off balance and some what unable to fight properly. At some point he even questioned if he could trash these guys on his own. Still he just did what he would do in any situation like this, insult the men about to pound him to death.
"I'll tell you what...Ya bunch of junkies! How about you all give me some money and your wives. That way i can have a good time. Or i can find you guys some great prostitutes to take your mind off of how lousy your lives really are. There’s a girl name Polly the pistol not to far from here...she’s very pricy, but she really worth it! "
After throwing out such words, Tetsuya would find himself hearing swish sounds of pocket knives being released as well as the guy in front of him pulling out a bat. He dropped his glass and heard it shatter and looked around to see that he was in a alley way. He had no idea how he got here and only came up with the conclusion that he had more shots then he could take during the time he spent in the club
Damit Tetsuya....How do you get yourself into these stuff! Oh well lets rock!
He then attempted to reach for his sword only to find out that he had left it with Polly the Pistol. A friend of his that he usually went to crash to when he didn’t have anywhere else to stay. She actually held most of his belongings....Tetsuya was truly a messed up guy. And he knew it too...One thing for sure, the drink was fantastic and for sure even this wouldn’t stop him from drinking again
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Post by Bastilla Moretti on Nov 13, 2009 22:56:59 GMT -7
Venus stood ontop of a nearby building, letting out a sigh as she let her ponytail loose into the cold dark winds. Her pale blue eyes glanced around. She was careful not to be seen by anyone. She preffered being by herself, and espcially at night did she enjoy sitting ontop of a building alone. The French-Japanese assassin slowly stood up and shook her head. The heavenly pale moon shone down on her subjects, and Venus stared right back. She rested her right hand on her katana, which was on her back. Her left hand grabbed the rapier that was attatched to her right side. She had a bad feeling in the middle of the calm night.
She shook it off, shaking her head. Her life was pretty much always the same. She wandered from building to building, occasionally being hired to kill. She always required the backstory of her target. She killed evil people, those who wish to harm others. She was sort of a vigilante, I guess one could say. But she wouldn't kill people for a few mistakes.
She twirled to the next building, deciding to go look around to see if her gut was telling her the truth. She hopped from roof to roof, before climbing through the window of one. Creeping through the room, she leaped out of the next window, landing on a building next to the club.
She began to walk towards the next roof when she heard ruckus below. She glanced down to see a man being surrounded by what appeared to be mobsters of some sort. Frowning, she let out a quiet sigh, muttering a thank you to her gut. "Here we go." She whispered. She then leaped down, her foot going towards a lacky's, one closest to the poor man, head.
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Post by Raphael Scarpa on Nov 14, 2009 10:46:21 GMT -7
"Alright you prick! I tried to make things easier for you, but it looks like we are gonna have to rough you up. picchiarlo!"
Tetsuya had no idea what that last word was, but based on his expressions and body language, it looked like he was in for a beating. Slowly they approached from all angles with knives lazily being swung left to right, as if they were practicing how they were going to hack away at his body. Their eyes filled with devilish intent for blood and envy of what he possessed and what simply stood out the most was the jewel flourishing on his neck. He didn’t care if they took everything else on him, but the cross was something he’d make sure they don’t take. it was to precious to him and needed for him to gain his memories back and the person behind it all. He snarled at the foes as they got closer and closer with constant chuckles and vulgar gestures. As they got closer he began to crack his knuckles and bend his knees a bit to increase his pace if needed.
To his surprise a women in black swooped down with a steady kick directed to the main man in front, sending him flying to the ground. The rest quickly stopped and flew back away from Tetsuya. He then turned around to face the four that drew back from him and had a mild grin on his face, feeling high and mighty
"Thats right, you better be scared of me! i'll beat you all to a pulp! You fake Mobsters "
He didn’t did see the woman drop down, but he thought was the drink that was playing with his head until he turned around to only still see her in front of him. Her hair blonde, her eyes blue...and a nice figure to top it off. He’s been saved by a hot woman! This had to been the drinks playing tricks on him, cause this was one of his fantasy. She even had weapons at her disposal in case she needed to handle the thugs. Who ever this woman was, she must be pretty strong and maybe an Aquilla that knows something about his pass....or else why would she save him?
"So i'm not dreaming am i? there's really a woman in a black suit here to save me! what are the odds"
it was five on two and it looked like the main man had no intentions in getting involved in the fight as he yelled out "picchiarlo!" once again. the men quickly charged out at the two with knives raised high to stab away at them. Tetsuya would of easily pounced them...but he was still off his game from the drinks and decided maybe it be best he follow this vixen’s lead
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Post by Bastilla Moretti on Nov 14, 2009 11:27:45 GMT -7
Venus smirked with satisfaction for a mere second before getting ready once more. She pulled out her katana and rapier, holding them up. Glancing at the man she decided to defend, she noticed her was weaponless. She sighed quietly in frustration. How utterly stupid she thought it was for him to travel in the area unarmed. She shook her head and threw the rapier to his feet.
"Don't ruin the blade." Is all she muttered before she calmly began to walk towards their foes. Once she neared them however, she flipped into the air, holding her katana up, She then threw it at the enemy with amazing speed, and as she fell to the ground, she swung her heeled leg out to kick at the one nearest to the one her sword flew at.
When she landed, she landed in a crouch, kicking the man she just kicked over. She then twirled into air again, slamming onto his chest. Picking up the knife he dropped when he fell to the ground, she stabbed it into his neck before leaping off and going to get her katana back from the one she threw it at.
((Writers block ahhh))
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Post by Raphael Scarpa on Nov 14, 2009 12:28:04 GMT -7
While he stood defensively as the men came viciously at them he saw the blonde vixen dash a weapon towards him, touching his feet. He looked down at it and looked up to hear her warning. He was mostly stunned by what he just heard. Not what she said but that she had a rather attractive accent, something he’s never heard before and something rare. This was a weird combination and he had to blame it on the alcohol. There was no way she was hot, a great fighter..and had a accent. Something was wrong and he shook his head a bit to see if his mind was playing tricks on him. She was still there, so it had to be real. Laughing to himself he threw a smirk at her
"Thanks for the weapon but i don't think i need to use it for these bums"
He picked up the weapon and sealed it on his waist with his belt and prepared for the man that had thrusted his knife at him, aiming directly for his face. The attack was easily thwarted as he side stepped to the mans right side and gripped the mans arm with a rock solid grip. As his hand condense in strength, the man began to yelp with great expression of pain. It was enough to make him fall to his knees, but shortly Tetsuya let go and kicked the mans weapon away. he swatted his nose with thumb bit as he got into a brawl like stance and awaited for the man to attack him
"Alright now that its a fair fight, how about we duke it out now!"
The man now offended got up and threw a haymaker at him, attempting to end the fight early. It was a strong enough impact to knock a guy out who’s never fought before, but he didn’t know Tetsuya at all. He could of took the easy way out of it by dodging the move completely. but he decided to invade his move by moving duck under the mans fist at the same time swooping forward with a punching connecting to his gut. blood flew out the mans mouth as the impact dented his stomach temporarily and soon the man found himself on the ground getting smashed by each fist being thrown by Tetsuya. slowly he stopped and realized the man was unconscious from the last blow he threw and looked up at the two that were left
"Who else wants some!?"
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Post by Bastilla Moretti on Nov 14, 2009 12:56:10 GMT -7
She slid her hand down her blade, taking all the blood off of it. She admired the cold steel, staring at her reflection in the blade. Resting a hand on her hip, she shook her head at the remaining two mobsters. "If I were you, I'd run now." She begain to walk towards them.
"I should pity you for being so weak..." She remarked to one of the two as she neared them. She then slammed her heel onto his foot, before roundhousing him in the face. She then did a somersault, kicking him into a wall. She slammed her fist in his stomach, before putting her katana to his neck.
"But I won't." She said, slicing his head off. Blood went from his neck to her pale face, a red river on a pale silky surface. She slung the sword to the ground, making any blood on it go to the ground. 'Another strain on humanity cut up, thanks to me.' She thought, wiping the blood off of her face.
She turned back to the man she rescued, before nodding her head to the remaining one. "Have the honors." She said, leaning against the wall, watching the final mobster, excluding the boss. She would probably let him have the honor of him too, but would obviously help if needed.
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Post by Raphael Scarpa on Nov 14, 2009 14:49:09 GMT -7
Tetsuya stood over the unconscious foe and ran his hand gracefully through his hair and simply kicked the man over to the main mobster and witness the dead body not to far from the blonde. Grieve struck his heart instantly as he saw the corpse draining all over the ground. He knew that these guys were jerks and needed to be taught a lesson, but death? He wasn’t to sure on that. Tetsuya didn’t really like killing people unless he was force to or truly knew they were evil people. He then watched as she made quick work of the next target and displaying her crafty skills. As she raised her blade and was about to slam it down on the helpless man, Tetsuya shouted at her to stop, but the deed was already done and he watches as the headless body poured its substances all over the ground and draining into a sower near by. he felt some what sad that the man had lost his life all thanks the boss giving out orders. a foolish life style and all it would lead to is bloodshed. Now it was one man left still eager to do his bosses dirty work, was more cautious of the blonde assassin and kept great distance away from her. He was scared of losing his life and figured fighting Tetsuya was the easiest. unfortunately Tetsuya had abilities and ways of breaking him down unimaginable to the mind. He was some what hesitant in beating this one down as he continue to strike away at him. His eyes were filled with fear and passion to escape alive. He was panicking and violently swinging with no strategy or tactics. his attempts deadly, but his execution sloppy and lack of sufficient speed. He was embarrassed for the man as he easily dodged swing after to swing in his state of substance mind. everyone knew that he was no match for Tetsuya and it was just a matter of him picking when he wanted to take this guy out
"You idiot! Concentrate damit! your moves are off!"
The man had no idea what he was talking about and continue to slash and thrust at him and throw random kicks here and there. how pathetic it was to be fighting this man, but he would have to end this quick before the assassin decides to take his life as well. with flowing speed, he swiped the knife out his hand while he thrusted it at him and made a sharp kick at his ankle to stun him. while that happen, he tugged the mobster by his hand to keep him off, making him stumble behind him. but before he could fall and sharp chop was made to the back of the mans neck, knocking him out. Tetsuya then turned around and view that he was out cold but not dead. Now it was just the main guy that was left
"So how about you take me up by my offer...Polly's shift is almost over buddy"
The Main guy growled at the two and made a curse word at both and began to speak violently in Italian.
"You pricks! you guys are gonna pay for this...I swear it! Blondy you better watch yourself, i'll make sure to send you in a coffin"
He then ran off with his hand rubbing his face, leaving his two allies who were alive. Tetsuya quickly turned around and gave the Vixen a warm smile and a nodded for her help, as well as dash her weapon to her direction to catch.
"Thanks alot for the help, I don't think i could of dealt with so many of them on my own in this state. The names Tetsuya...Yours?"
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Post by Bastilla Moretti on Nov 14, 2009 15:22:52 GMT -7
Venus smirked as the boss of the mobsters made a grim promise to her and fled. That's another man trying to get her life. Her smirk faded as the man she rescued, catching her rapier. He called himself Tetsuya. She eyed him up and down once he asked her name. She had planned on getting her weapon and getting away before he had a chance to ask her questions.
She closed her eyes thoughtfully for a moment. Should she tell him who she was? For all she knew, he could be evil himself. She had met many who seemed to be innocent until the wrong times, forcing her to end their lives. It'd be pretty ironic if one day she ended up being hired to assassinate this poor man, now wouldn't it?
She brushed some hair out of her face, eyeing him once more. "Venus." Was all she said, before she sheathed her swords. She assumed that was all he would ask before probably saying thanks again. She'd spare him the breath and just leave.
She turned around, her hand on her hip as she began to walk away. "Don't be so stupid and wander without your weapon before drinking." She then began to walk towards the sidewalk. She needed to get to the hotel before any more mobsters got ahold of her or the man again.
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Post by Raphael Scarpa on Nov 14, 2009 21:54:36 GMT -7
She seemed to have some sort of hesitation in giving out her name to him which was quite odd for him. Usually there’d be no problem in one giving their name, probably because she really was an assassin. A dirty life style that only lead to bloodshed and many names on one’s head. Assassin could never really find themselves or anything enjoyable in life, because they were to busy taking out targets for their clients. And the more they killed and witness blood splatter from all over the floor to coloring their face, the more their heart begins to harden and eventually wither away to be replace with a void of killer intent. It was why she was just able to take these men’s lives without remorse. he didn’t know there blue eyed beauty, he could see that she’s killed plenty in her time. It was something any warrior could see when he came across a fighter. Unfortunately Tetsuya couldn’t tell how many people he’s killed in his pass, since he doesn’t even know what he stands for. He had a feeling that with this ability to fight skillfully, has lead to his hands being drenched in blood. A matter a fact he could actually feel it now that he thought about...He only hope it was for a good cause
Once she gave out the name Venus, his eyebrow rose. He wasn’t too sure if this was her real name or code name, but he would not question and call her by it. "Venus huh" he liked the way she talked that was one thing for sure. Her accent was very attractive and something he could never get tired off. She was a rare one though, he’s never came across any female so mysterious and full of close doors. her turning around only drove him to attempt to make her stay or at least take the chance to get to know each other better. As she strolled in a slow manner and warned him not to walk around unarmed, he chuckled about it and smirked about pass incidents he’s fell into the same flaw.
"Hey I'm not that drunk...I can still tell my left from my right! Hey you can't just leave..since you like saving people, your jobs not finished yet!"
He then ran up beside with his hands in his pocket and his head staring up into the dark night. His olive eyes glistened a bit from the moonlight and his face casual.
"You got to make sure I get home safely! How about it, huh? "
He then turned his face to her while walking the same pace as her, throwing a small warm smile. he couldn’t help but realize that dangerously stunning and Japanese mixed with god knows what. She was definitely a rare breed. He was very interested in this woman and wanted to make sure he’d get to know alot about her...not matter what it took
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Post by Bastilla Moretti on Nov 14, 2009 22:18:36 GMT -7
Venus rolled her eyes as he continued to try and converse with her and followed her. Why was he doing this? It made him appear creepy. She stopped, crossing her arms, thinking for a moment. A smirk creeped across her face. "Alright, I'll escort you. If you can keep up that is." She leaped up, grabbing onto a ledge of a window, pulling herself up.
She then leaped, once more, pulling herself onto the roof. She was sure he would be able to make it up any time soon. Not acrobatically atleast. She *is* an assassin. She had been trained from an early age to be quick and was taught acrobatics.
Thinking about learning her acrobatics made her a bit nostalgic. Her past was blurry due to the fact she did not think about it much, but other than the few blurry spots, she could remember her family clearly. Before she had been taught the ways of the assassin.
Her father had been a government official in the French government, and her mother a simple Japanese woman. Her parents were more or less a one night thing. Her mother raised her alone, and in a bad household nonetheless. Her mother had tried, though, and she had to get the now pile of ash a point for that.
Her father was still alive when her mother died, but Venus made quick work of that. He was the first person she had ki-..
Venus shook the thoughts away, forgetting about what was happening. She looked down at him and crossed her arms across her chest expectingly.
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Post by Raphael Scarpa on Nov 14, 2009 23:24:44 GMT -7
It seemed he had gotten her to take the time and get him to his destination safely, But not the way he intended it to be. He was expecting a simple walk and questions being answered from one another. Instead she decided to dance her way up to a roof of building., way before he could even ask her anything. She was probably not the talking type and only spoke with steel then with her mouth...So she must being trying to avoid conversation as much as possible. It was expected from an Assassin, to always keep your shield up at all cost to minimize any distractions. her smirk was thrilling and her eyes very bone chilling if he stared at them long enough...Mysterious she was, and Tetsuya was not going to let her little game slow him down in getting to know her
Before he thought of a way to get up, he looked back at the two bodies that were still breathing. He was sure one would awake, but for the unconscious one was unsure. He didn’t check if he was breathing and probably pummeled the guy way to hard, he had to blame that on the alcohol as well. Hopefully the one he chopped in the neck would wake up to get his buddy some help. switching his attention back, he looked back up at the blonde assassin, and couldn’t help but laugh at her little game
"I see you want to avoid me as much as possible...Your not the only one that can get on roof tops with ease"
once he gave those words, he dashed back and then ran with a sudden gust bursting behind him. He then simply ran up the building with great speed and catapult himself from off the window ledge to launch to the top much easier. landing on his feet in a crouching position, he brought himself up with his hands rubbing together and a cheeky smile
"There's more then meets the eye with me. Since the journey is gonna be long, how about we get to know each other. Who knows maybe i can help you out on something, since i owe you big time"
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Post by Bastilla Moretti on Nov 15, 2009 8:09:40 GMT -7
Venus' eyes narrowed when he suddenly used some power to get himself up there. Why didn't he use something like that when he was getting attacked? She wouldn't have to have stopped and fought. Nor would she be being bugged by this man to talk to him. She turned away from him aburptly, and began to walk towards the next roof. "I don't need anyone's help with anything." She didn't stop when she said this. She simply continued towards the edge of the roof. She then put her right leg back, before leaping to the next roof, flipping, and landing bending at the knees.
She would not say it, but she enjoyed someone showing interest in her. Not that she would tell him anything. Her private life was, well, private. The only opinion she'd let him have of her was 'cold'.
She didn't want to appear weak. Even after that show downthere, emotions would only make her appear weak. She didn't want anyone to think her weak, or else someone would take advantage of her. She'd kill whoever tried, of course, but still. She didn't want anyone to even attempt to try and take her as a weakling.
She continued to walk at a normalish pace, though she did not stop for him. She assumed if he could do that, he can leap and run fast enough. Though it'd be fine if he couldn't.. She grinned, and leaped to the next roof. She wouldn't budge for him. She wouldn't budge for anyone. She would NEVER. Never..
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Post by Raphael Scarpa on Nov 15, 2009 19:55:39 GMT -7
She's so stuck up. She needs to loosen up a bit, i'm sure a drink would help her ease up a bit...I don't think an assassin would want to be crowed with people though...hmmm
Before he could even say anything to her again, she had already gotten to the next roof and moving forward. It caused him to laugh to himself that she was so eager to end their trip so fast, It would take more then that to get him to flee though. Most humans couldn’t move at such speed or even half of what she was doing. she was really fast, but not as close to Tetsuya and what he was capable off. Still he didn’t like to use his real power that much and kept to just his regular potential, unless he needed take it to the next level. But in this case he decided it’d be best to pace with her the best he could and balance his speed as oppose to overwhelming her. Who knows, maybe one day Tetsuya might beat down the wrong person and she’d be the one hired to take him out...He didn’t want her to know all of what he could do, just to be safe
"Hey hold on! Not so fast...your suppose to be keeping an eye on me! suppose i get taken out by a sniper or something?"
joking around he decided to run a make a long leap to the next roof where she was and stopped to do a light stretch. He couldn’t live such a lifestyle of running up and down on roofs and pulling back flips and so forth, it was too much work and some what unnecessary. The way he sees it, it was better to just beat down the opponent with brute force then doing fancy techniques to look all high and mighty, knocking the opponents head off was just as sufficient. Oh well it looked like he would have to be leaping building if he wanted to continue talking to her....even though she was avoiding conversation
"Venus, your not from around here are you? And if you mind, you seem japanese but mixed with something else. Am i right?"
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Post by Bastilla Moretti on Nov 15, 2009 20:32:10 GMT -7
Venus rolled her eyes at his attempted joke, and simply countered him. "Less of a burden for me, then." She muttered, continuing to move. God, what an annoyance this was becoming. She was close to just knocking him out and dumping him back in an alleyway, maybe the one the guys he knocked out were. Why couldn't he just let her take him to where he lived and then move on? Maybe she could ask him where he lived, knock him out, then drag his body there...
Her thoughts of how she'd get him home stopped once he asked her origins. How was her accent not a red light to him? Were french not common here? She may not have met any, but still. "Are you seriously that dumb? Walking around defensless AND not knowing what a French person sounds like?" She sighed, shaking her head.
She decided the knock out plan would be her best one. She slowed to a stop at the edge of the next roof, glancing around. She'd asked him first, then with a swift kick in the head, knock him out and carry or drag him all the way to his home.
"Where do you live?" She demanded, putting her hand on her hips.
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Post by Raphael Scarpa on Nov 15, 2009 21:44:32 GMT -7
The chilling breeze swiftly brushed off the warriors skin as he finished his stretched and began to gaze the dull display before him. In the natural it was plain and old looking, but in his eyes he found quite thrilling to see the very surrounding of a abandon country in such peace and utter silence. It was somewhat rare to his eyes something to remember and embrace with every minute and second. It would almost put him at ease to forget the troubling thoughts that haunt him daily to extract the locked vault in his mind to retrieve his past. Regardless of the attention grabbing view, it was weak compare to the magnetic force of his soul craving to find itself. To make matter worse for him was when the assassin asked him where he lived...where could he call a place home? Polly. She did look after him and made sure he had a place to sleep and provided meals for him to start his day. A sweet girl at heart and was a person he always looked out for incase she got into some conflicts that were dangerous, but that wasn’t home for him. Maybe this was the reason he was halting the task as long as he can to avoid having to go back and sit in a place that he didn’t belong in. The life he was living was empty and as if it wasn’t his, or more like a mask sealed to his face and he was force to play such a fake role until he found the key to unlocking it. His face pasted with a stern expression and the warmth feeling from the cuba libre had quickly vanished to ease the feeling. His filled with intent that none could understand, it burned brighter then any fire imaginable. He needed to find his reasoning for living and what his purpose is in life and what he used his ability to fight and protect. It only brought him back to his cross once again, the person that gave him it as a gift. An unknown figure with so much compassion and a sense of hospitality. He needed to find this person at all cost, or die trying. shortly his attention was drawn back to reality and he notice the assassin’s back facing him and probably still waiting for a response. Forcing a smile he decided to conceal his authentic emotions. The last thing he needed was to be questioned on them, they were his own issues and something needed to be dealt with on his own.
"Hehe. Well it looks like you know where your taking me since your the one leading. So i figured i'd follow..."
He then turned to a certain direction and figured it was station in that route. Still he wasn’t 100% if it was the right way since he never took this path before. He would have to make a guess and hope he was right, at the same time pretending as if he knew the place exactly. Still unsure he showed no physical view of doubt looked as if he was sure of where he was going.
"It's over that way and past the club, we need to get to the walk way after we've past a few yards. You lead since you enjoy making a haste of things"
He then turned to her to see how she’d react and follow her lead at the same time keeping his instincts well focus. For anything
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