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

Started June 25, 2018 by @StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

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He snapped out of his trance "Yeah i'm fine." he shrugged "Had to kill 2 assassins and felt lifeless, don't worry I'm fine though."

"Yep," he felt sick again and ran into the bathroom.

Eira looked up at him with worry in her eyes, “No, no you’re not. Please don’t lie to me Alex.”

"Well… I guess I'll go take care of him," Cyrus said on a laugh. He wasn't looking down on him- quite the opposite, really. In fact, he knew exactly what that felt like.
Cyrus grabbed a rag and soaked it in the kitchen sink, then stopped by the bathroom door.
"Hey, I've got a washcloth if you need to clean up," he said softly.

Krista had fallen into a trance. Her pendant was still pressed to her lips, but she was sitting up now, back to the wall. Her eyes had glazed over slightly. Sweat had begun to dry on her skin. (oh jeez i feel like im just shoving in krista now…)

Eira looked up at him with worry in her eyes, “No, no you’re not. Please don’t lie to me Alex.”

He sighed "I'm fine, I just… i don't know how to explain it, i just get a little emotionless."

“Emotion…less?” She cocked her head in question but then shook herself out of it, “Never mind, you don’t have to answer, as long as you’re okay.”

"I act based off of pure instinct like when you were poisoned and in pain, I let you squeeze my hand to help redirect pain."

"Thank you." He took the damp rag and wiped his face with it. "How do you do that all the time?" He walked out of the bathroom and noticed a girl staring off into the distance holding something in her hand. "Is she okay?"

"What? Kill? Not sure, honestly. Being an assassin may have been my birthright, but it's always been rough. Now, if it's kill or be killed, then I can manage. It takes time to even remotely come to terms with something like this, though. Don't sweat it. Anyone who says otherwise is either lying or devoid of all emotion." Cyrus stopped when Uriah had pointed out Krista.
"Not sure. Hey, Krista?"

"I act based off of pure instinct like when you were poisoned and in pain, I let you squeeze my hand to help redirect pain."

”I know…” She said quietly, looking down at her feet.

Alex offered Eria a hug "sorry to bring back memories…"

"What? Kill? Not sure, honestly. Being an assassin may have been my birthright, but it's always been rough. Now, if it's kill or be killed, then I can manage. It takes time to even remotely come to terms with something like this, though. Don't sweat it. Anyone who says otherwise is either lying or devoid of all emotion." Cyrus stopped when Uriah had pointed out Krista.
"Not sure. Hey, Krista?"

Krista shivered slightly when her name was said. She was whispering into the pendant. "I'm sorry…"

"Are you okay?" He bent down to her level, but keeping a distance because he was sick.

Krista lifted her head slowly. Her face was tear-stained, and her eyes were bloodshot. She pulled her dry lips away from the pendant and spread them into a sliver of a smile. Krista brought the pendant back to her lips, and dropped her head down. She began to shake less, her breathing easing up a little.

"Um, are you okay?" Uriah repeated. She looked horrible, he had not right to judge though. "Do you need some water or something?"

Krista nodded slightly. "I'm good." Oh my god that might have bee the largest lie I've ever told. "I can get some water for myself." Krista stood on shaky legs, and went to sit by her bag. She pulled out a water bottle. She took a sip.

Ah, yes. The lovely burning taste of 'water' Krista took a couple gulps of vodka, before putting it down and back into her bag. She turned to lie down.

Uriah scowled at her. She was an awful liar, but he didn't do anything about it. If she wanted to pretend to be fine, so be it. "Well, just tell me if you need anything." He knew she was going to ask him for anything, if she did though he would be willing to help.

Alex offered Eria a hug "sorry to bring back memories…"

“It’s fine.” Was all she responded with.

"oh…" he quickly put his arms down "well… guess i'll get back to work if you don't need anything."

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Sorry, I-I should let you work.” She turned away and fiddled with the necklace he’d given her, but instead of going to sit with Andra, Eira went up the hatch for some fresh air.

Uriah had no idea what the next move was going to be, it he needed to be ready. "Alex, mind teaching me a few things about being an assassin?" He already agreed to it, but Uriah was feeling better. "I mean the sooner the better right?"

Uriah scowled at her. She was an awful liar, but he didn't do anything about it. If she wanted to pretend to be fine, so be it. "Well, just tell me if you need anything." He knew she was going to ask him for anything, if she did though he would be willing to help.

Krista lay awake on her side. Don't let anyone in. Sentiment is stupid. Don't let anyone in. Caring is for cowards. Don't let anyone "in. Belonging is brainless. Don't let anyone in. Krista get a hold of yourself."

She clapped a hand over her mouth. Oh god I just said that out loud. Krista glanced towards the others in the room. Let's pretend we're asleep, okay Krista? Lower slowly onto the ground. Good job Krista. As she sank down, she mentally slapped herself. Aaaaand I'm referring to myself in third person. Great.

"You're definitely not okay." He bent down again. "You're a bad liar." He whispered so the others wouldn't hear. He sighed and sat on the ground next to her. "Its better to talk about it know." He smiled at her, he wasn't about to leave someone when they are in this state.

Krista didn't so much smile as she did give an involuntary twitch of her lips. "I'm normally better tha' this." Her eyelids were getting heavy. Oh my god finally the alcohol is kicking in "And I -hic- can't. I' hurts too much. It's easier this way." Krista patted Uriah's head twice. Why did I do that? I don't do that anymore. Its probably the vodka. She turned over, facing the wall. She closed her eyes, and fell asleep (as will I. good night.)