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

Started September 02, 2018 by @ElderGod-Carrots

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Andion nodded, “Yeah, that would probably be best.” He picked up the book and sat down next to Blaine.

Blaine nodded and started to flip through the book she held. If he had left them a note, that would be extremely helpful. But if he hadn't… Then they were pretty much back to square one…

Andion flipped through his book quickly, trying to find any clue at all. He bit his lip as he looked, hoping there was something there.

Nothing. Blaine had flipped through the entire book, skimming each page once, twice, sometimes three times before moving on. And yet, she found nothing.

With a sigh, she opened the next book.

“I don’t think there is anything here…” Andion muttered, putting down his own book to pick up another.

"We haven't even made it through half of them. Keep going," Blaine said as she picked up another book.

(Noooo, don’t goooo. When are you going?)

“I know, I just feel like this is useless.” Andion sighed and continued flicking through the books, taking actions glances at the body in front of them.

(I know. I'm so sad.
After tonight… 😭)

Blaine noticed his glances and frowned slightly.

"Maybe we should take these back to one of our rooms," she suggested gently. "And give him a proper burial."

(Nooo, cries)

Andion slowly nodded, “We should call someone to deal with the body and make arrangements for a funeral. I know his family would want to see him off.”

(I know. I'm, like, so upset. And it doesn't help that I have a cold – or the flu… I looked up my symptoms, and colds come on slower than mine did…)

"Yeah… What if we take a break from this and go do that?" Blaine said softly, giving Andion a worried glance.

(I don’t want you to go)

Andion sighed and nodded, “Let’s just leave the books here, we can come back and get them.”

(Turns out, I might be able to get on every once in a while.)

"All right," Blaine agreed, standing. She offered her hand to him with a sympathetic smile.

(Ooft, Yay!!!)

Andion took Blaine’s hand and squeezed it, swallowing as he led them out of the house and towards where James’ family lived.

"I'm always here if you need anything. Anything at all," Blaine whispered, leaning into his side slightly.

“I know you are, and I thank-you for that.” Andion whispered back, placing a small kiss to her head before knocking on the door they had walked up to.
An elderly women with long grey hair and a slight resemblance to James opened the door.
“Andion? What are you doing here? And who’s this?” She asked.

Blaine bit her lip nervously. How was one supposed to go about telling someone's family that someone had died?

Andion swallowed, “Uh, this is Blaine but… we have some news reguarding James.”
The woman swallowed and nodded for him to press on.
“I’m really sorry but, we just found him dead.”

Blaine cringed at the words. She expected the woman to cry or shout or something. It was never easy to lose a loved one…

The woman gasped and tears pricked in the corners of her eyes as she quickly embraced Andion, “Why? How?”
“We don’t know why, Maria but he was stabbed… and I feel it was my fault.”
Maria pulled back and frowned, “Why do you say that?”
“He was doing some research for me and I feel that was why he died.”

Blaine shook her head slowly. It wasn't his fault, but she would have to assure him of that later. Right now, they just needed to be there for the woman – who Blaine assumed was James' mother.

Maria pulled back and wiped her eyes, “I’m sorry, it wasn’t your fault, Andion. And, who might you be, dear?” She turned to Blaine.

"I'm Blaine, Blaine Woods," she answered softly, giving the woman – Maria a gentle smile. "And I'm very sorry about James."

Maria retuned the smile, “Thankyou, dear. I’ll go tell the others, you both should rest.”
“What about a funeral?”
“Andion, rest. I’ll tell you the arrangements later. Now go.”

"She's right, love. It's getting late," Blaine murmured in Andion's ear.