forum The assassins crown (closed giving free cookies to stalkers)
Started by @Fenrir
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I asked someone, but they said that they weren't interested.

@Fenrir

alright imma start
Raziel turned at the sound of another approaching "you need to be quieter, they'll hear you Azolfor if you keep making that racket."

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Peggy readjusted her mask. Okay, simple job. Kill the boss man, steal the secret plans. How much more cliché could it get? She loaded her pistol and made sure her harness was tight enough before descending into the laboratory below.

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Cleona, otherwise known as the assassin Silver, waited silently in the corner of a dark room. She was mist in the darkness, waiting for her prey. He would be arriving soon and once he did, he would meet the end of her blade.

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Peggy hit the ground quietly and freed herself from the cable. Now to the serious work. She loaded her gun quickly and waited in a corner for the man to walk through the door. Her eyes were sharp and alert.

@Fenrir

(sure, that'd actually make it pretty interesting)
He took out his swords. Spying flashes of metal from loading guns he smiled and yelled "fancy seeing all of you here!"

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Peggy whipped to face the voice. She held her gun up and ready, teeth gritted. Of course, he was here, on HER job! "What are you doing?" she hissed.

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Cleona cursed in her corner. What the hell?! She carefully slid her sword from its sheath, remaining hidden from the others. This cannot be happening. Master will be so disappointed.

@Fenrir

(please do! )
"Same as you darling, here to kill a killer." He knew there was no point in hiding now. He jumped from his perch, landing softly "come now don't be shy, we all know each other."

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Cleona huffed, sliding from the shadow ever so slightly so they knew she was there. But she remained stoic, folding her arms, blade shining in the pale moonlight.

@Fenrir

Raziel laughed "of course you'd be here Cleona, I would expect nothing better than Master Rowan's elite, give him my regards next time you meet." he winked and waited for the others

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Cleona blinked, fighting the blush that threatened to crawl across her cheeks. "Raziel." She murmured, voice as cold as the blade in her hand. "Ever the charmer."