forum Assassin’s guild//Finished Rp//Look for part 2

Started June 25, 2018 by @StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

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"No," he replied tersely before his injured leg began to give out. He desperately limped over to one of the chairs before he could fall.

This is going to be a first meeting for some of them and he had to bring back the dead body of Zhavia. This is the worst. Freedom laid next to the body and put her head on Zhavia's chest.

Eira stood up and walked over to Cyprus, “Cy, you’re my best friend, please tell me what’s wrong, apart from your leg.”

"She's f***ing dead!" Cyrus shouted, slamming his fist down on the table. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, but felt no calmer.

“Zhavia… is dead?” Eira sat back and ran a shaky hand through her hair, “And my last words to her was that I couldn’t forgive her…” She said quietly feeling tears fall down her face.

Cyrus ran a hand through his hair, tugging at his curls. He didn't know how to explain it to her, at least not without breaking down. He was visibly trembling. Even his breathing was shaky. Cyrus was beginning to feel light-headed.

It was taking a while, so Uriah decided to go check on everyone. "Freedom, stay." He opened the hatch and climbed down. Blood was all over his clothes dirt and tears stains were on his face. "We really should start burying her, we don't want the body to lay out that long." He looked up to see everyone. Some faces he's seen before and some he hasn't.

Eira calmed herself down and stood, placing a kiss on Cyrus’s cheek, “We can get through this, for Zhavia.” She said, before walking up the ladder to where Uriah was.

Uriah followed after her. Zhavia's lifeless body laid in a patch of green grass with Freedom laying on her. "Ah," Uriah laughed. "I somehow was expecting her to be alive when I came back up, like this was some sick joke." Uriah was trying his best to keep himself together, but all he wanted to do was kill the person who did this. Hopefully he died in the explosion, Uriah thought.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry for what was said the other night, towards you and her…” Eira said, kneeling down next to Zhavia, she let a tear fall onto the ground, “I’m so sorry I didn’t forgive you, Zhavia.”

"You know, she spoke very highly of you." He leaned against a tree, trying to calm himself. "I thought it was funny how much she talked about you guys." He paused for a moment to close his eyes and breath. "She really was sorry for what she said to you. I don't think she could ever hate you even if you didn't forgive her."

She shook her head, “Yet it doesn’t change anything that I said, that I didn’t forgive her in time because I was to stupid and caught up in my own head.” Eira sat back and hung her head.

"I won't disagree with that." They were both in the wrong. "Can you help me with something?" He wouldn't be able to do it, but if it was another girl they could possibly do it.

“What?” She asked, standing and turning to him

"Okay, it may seem weird but." He looked away. Will she think it's weird? "I want to clean her up and make her look like a normal girl instead of an assassin when we bury her."

“Sure, it’s the least I can do to apologise to her.” She said

"I… I can't…" Cyrus whispered hoarsely. He was still unable to cry, and it hurt. A weight sat on his chest, making it hard to breathe. He knew he should be up there, helping prep and bury the body, and he knew he should at least bother to take care of his own injuries, but he couldn't bring himself to do so much as move.

Alexander stood up with the shock gauntlets on "i need a minute" he climbed up the ladder and walked into the forest. a few minuted later as prep for the body began Alexander yelling in rage and several cracks of thunder could be heard in the distance.

(Y’all so cruel to my heart!)
Sparrow looked towards the open hatch then back at Cyrus. she can’t be dead, she was perfectly fine when she left! sparrow thought. She looked down at Cyrus’s leg “Cy, you have an arrow.” She stated

(I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT, THATS WHY YOU WERE SO SECRETIVE!)

(also who else is dying so we can get this over with, Luna, Eira, Alexander anyone?)

Uriah came down the hatch while Eira was watching over the body. "Does anybody have any decent none Assassin clothes?" He didn't want her to buried as an assassin, but as just a normal girl.

“I have a pair of jeans and a shirt.” She said quietly