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Having finally found Andion, Blaine crossed her arms and made her way over to him.
"I think he's dead, now," she said, nodding toward the dummy.
Having finally found Andion, Blaine crossed her arms and made her way over to him.
"I think he's dead, now," she said, nodding toward the dummy.
Andion half turned to her as he picked up his shirt from the floor.
“No shit. What do you want?”
"With you? Nothing. But, unfortunately, I don't have a choice in this," Blaine bit out, glaring at Andion. "Thranion wants us. He said we need to go over our mission."
“Alright then.” He threw his shirt over his shoulder and gave a mocking bow, “After you, Lady. Oh, wait. You’re not one.” He then proceeded to walk to Thranion’s office.
Blaine gaped at Andion's retreating form, then hurried to catch up to him. She followed in fuming silence, her arms crossed over her chest.
Andion didn’t bother to say anything to Blaine, as they walked, a smug smile on his face as they did. Eventually, they came to the towering double doors to Thranion’s office and Andion knocked. Shortly after they were let in.
“I see Andion’s already pissed you off, Blaine.” The assassin said from where he sat.
Blaine bit back a snark response and simply gave a faint nod.
"So, you wanted to speak with us?" she reminded Thranion, her gaze hard.
Thranion smirked, “Yes. We need to go over the plan.”
Andion stepped forward, “What’s the house plan like?”
“Well, it’s a two story house, located on the outside of the slums. Heavily guarded but the man you need to take out, Farron, will be in his office around eleven tonight.”
"What about animals? Are there any dogs we need to be aware of?" Blaine asked.
“None that I know of but be careful.” Thranion said, his voice no longer light hearted.
Blaine nodded. "Yes, sir. Is there anything else?"
“It needs to be done within an hour time slot. He finishes his meeting and has another soon after, giving you exactly an hour to work with, got it?”
Andion nodded, “Got it.”
"Got it," Blaine declared. "Is that all, then?"
“Yes that’s all. Go train or something.” Thranrion said, waving them both off.
“Thank you, Sir.” Andion said before turning and walking out.
Blaine nodded once.
"Yes, sir," she said, then quickly stepped out after Andion. She caught up to him and walked beside him. "Care to do some hand-to-hand?"
“Sure, If it means a chance to kick your ass.” He said as they walked through the halls to the sparing rings.
"Ha! You wish," Blaine laughed, rolling her eyes. They stepped into the room, and Blaine immediately went to get ready.
“Please, I’m far better at hand to hand then you are.” He said, taking up his personal sword and daggers.
"Oh, when I said hand to hand, I meant with our only weapons being ourselves," Blaine explained, seeing the sword and daggers. "And we both know who beat who last time, even though you still declare it to be a draw."
Andion looked over and dropped the weapons, taking his shirt off as well, “I only say it was a draw, because it was a draw.”
"It most certainly was not," Blaine argued, walking over to the mat. She'd gone behind a screen and changed into something a bit more fitting for a match. "Shall we see who's better? Again?"
“Of course, but we both know it’s me.” Andion said, stretching slightly before smiking, “Come at me, Lady.”
Blaine huffed and swung one arm at his head, then swung the other at his gut, hoping to catch him off guard.
Andion caught the one going to his head and the one to his gut before kicking the other in her stomach.
"Oof," Kasey huffed, pulling her arms out of his grasp. She backed up for a moment, circling him, then aimed a kick at his stomach.
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