forum Assassin one-on-one ((closed, please stalk))

Started September 02, 2018 by @ElderGod-Carrots

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“When we get in, we need to kill him quickly so he doesn’t alert anyone.” He said, perching on the window ledge.

"Okay, and if we get caught?"Blaine asked. "What then?"

Andion smirked, “Kill them all.”

He pushed open the window and silently crept into the dimly lit office.

Blaine's eyes lit up as she quickly and quietly slipped inside.

Seriously? That's his answer to fixing the problem? That's perfect…

Farron hadn’t noticed the two assassins slip into the office and he continued to work. Andion peered over his shoulder and saw him signing documents for slave trading.

”Slave trading? Who knew.” Andion said. Before Farron could do anything else, Andion placed his hand over the others mouth, ”You can do the honours this time, Lady.”

Blaine laughed, shaking her head. She pulled a dagger out of her boot and held it up to Farron's neck.

"Good evening, sir! And goodbye!" she said as she shifted the position of the knife and stabbed it into his chest. She slowly pulled it out, tilting it as she did that so it would draw more blood. If he hadn't died of that, he'd at least die of blood loss.

Farron started to cough up blood and couldn’t stop. He clutched his chest and did nothing as he starting to lose consciousness.
Andion picked up the paper that he had just signed and frowned at it. Eventually ripping it to pieces.
“Let’s go.” He said, turning to the window.

Blaine wiped the blood off her knife on Farron's shirt, then stuck the dagger back in her boot. She walked back over to the window and glanced out, making sure there wasn't anyone waiting for them.

Climbing out, she turned to ask, "You coming or what?"

Andion didn’t reply to Blaine, instead he turned to the other stack of papers on the desk, likely other trades he was planning. He clenched his fists, trying to keep calm. He should destroy them, burn them, at least throw them out the window.

"Let's go," Blaine hissed, her eyes darting around frantically. "You're going to get us caught!"

“You go then!” Andion hissed back, looking over his shoulder as he walked to the desk, “If you don’t want to get caught, you go.”

Blaine's eyes flashed as she glared at him.

"Much as I hate you, I don't want you to get caught, either," she said, trying to keep her voice low. "Plus, I'm not sure if Thranion would be pleased if you were caught."

Andion rolled his eyes and picked up the stack of papers, flicking through them quickly. Slave trades, weapons trades, more slave trades. How many salves did this guy need to trade? He folded the papers and stuffed them in his coat.

“There’s one more thing we need to do.” He said, walking to the window and climbing down.

Blaine but back a sharp remark and followed Andion out the window. She climbed down, trying to keep up with the man.

"What. Are. You. Doing?"

“Saving hundred of helpless peoples lives.” Andion snapped. He made his way down a secluded ally and took out his flint and stone and burnt the papers.

"That's not what we're here for! Someone is going to see that smoke and find us!" Blaine hissed, her eyes darting around.

“I don’t give a shit, if you’re scared then leave.” Andion snapped as the last papers burnt.

Blaine glared at him. "I'm not scared, I'm cautious. There's a difference."

“Lucky for you, I’m finished what I needed.” Andion glared right back as he left the papers that were smoking slightly and walked out the alley.

Blaine huffed and followed him, once again.

"We'd better not get caught. If we get caught, I'm blaming you."

“We’re not going to get caught.” Andion said, his voice was cold and any fun he’d felt from this mission had gone.

"We'd better not," Blaine growled, reaching back to check on her bow. "If we do, I'll–"

Two rough looking men were walking right at them, no doubt of the kings guard from the way they were dressed.

“Hey! What are you doing down here?!” One called, reaching for his sword.

Blaine glared fiercely at Andion.

"I'm going to kill you."

“Not if they kill you first.” He replied before taking his sword out and running at the guys come towards them.

They too, now had their weapons out and were charging at them.

It was too close for Blaine to use her bow, no matter how much she would have liked to, so she pulled the dagger from her boot.

"I'm still going to kill you!" she shouted at him.

“I don’t care.” He called back.

He kicked the biggest guy in the stomach, sending him falling to the ground. He was soon up and charging with his sword out apbut Andion dodged and stabbed him from behind.

Blaine took on the other man, slashing at him like she didn't know what she was doing. When the man smirked, Blaine sliced through his tunic's sleeve, wounding him at the same time.

That has just been a warning cut. If he dared to think she was any less of a fighter than a man, she would prove him wrong with a slow and painful death.

The man turned on Andion and slashed at his arm, missing by an inch. Andion growled and kicked him in the groin before stabbing him in the chest, pushing him to the ground at the same time.

Once he was down, he twisted the dagger slowly, releasing more blood. Andion placed his hand over the mans mouth to muffle his screams.

Blaine ducked to avoid getting punched in the face, then kicked the man in his knee. A crack told her that she'd broken his leg, and he fell to the ground with a shout of pain.

Blaine quickly took the opportunity to drive the dagger into the hollow of his throat, effectively silencing him.