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

Started June 25, 2018 by @StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

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Nathan nodded weakly and struggled to pull himself up. He reached up to grab the hole right beside the window sill and missed time slowed down as nathan opened his mouth, ready to let out a scream.

Katya moved extremely quickly as she grabbed Nathan's hand and pulled him through the window. She moved a hand over his mouth and looked to him, "Shush."

Nathan nodded quickly, his heart pounding. They disappeared into the window just as a guard looked up.

(I just thought of something, what if they open a random door and end up bumping into the squad? They stare at each other for a few seconds before screaming and running out of there?)

(Yes.)

Katya stood up and silently closed the window back to it's closed position. She sat back down let out a quiet sigh of relief.

(Oh my god that's hilarious)
Vida sank down against the wall, wide-eyed.
"That was close," she whispered.

All 4 children had made it inside. Nathan sit down and leaned against the cool concrete wall, finally relaxing. His wrists still hurt from the ropes that were tied on him. "That bad man who was training us taught us to take whatever could be useful. This rope could be useful right." He asked

Katya nodded. They could use it later for something probably.

Vida started to stand up again.
"Let's get… moving, I guess?"

Nathan stood up again and used his hand to brush out his curls. "Where?" He asked

(It’s official, I hate the heat)
Kyle looked left, then right and pointed to a door down the end of a corridor, “How about down there?”

(Oh, mood…)
"Yeah, good idea," Vida said, starting to tiptoe towards the door.

“Do you think anybody saw us?” Kyle whispered, following silently.

"I hope not," Vida squeaked, "If so, it's too late now…"

“Let’s hope they’re nice if they did.” He muttered.

Uriah wrapped his hands before going to the punching bags. That was his favorite thing to do. It was the closest thing to hitting someone without actually hitting someone. As he did that all he could think about was what there were going to do with that girl.

Vida slowly creeped through the doorway, staying close to the wall. She craned her head to look inside what was ahead. It was a hallway that split off a few directions. Straight ahead, it led to a room lined with mats. The other two ways, she couldn't tell for sure.

Esmea fiddled with a few tools putting them together to make a lock pick. It was difficult but she knew she could do it. "Damn these assassins." She cursed them under her breath. Sticking the tool in the keyhole, she twisted, a click was heard so she moved the handle but it didn't budge. "What the hell!" Frustration started to full her emotions as she sat back on the ground and played with her tool a little longer. A snow white ferret slipped under the door and sat by Esmea watching her. Looking over at her pet she rolled her eyes. "So now you decide to show up."

Cyrus entered the training room after Uriah, took one of the basic wooden swords, and started swinging it at a training dummy, just trying to work out his frustration.
"Man, what are we gonna do if she doesn't talk? I hate to hold anyone prisoner, but we can't let her go before we know her deal, and we sure as hell aren't going to beat the information out of her."

Luna wrapped her hands up and grabbed some of the dulled throwing knives. She stood in front of the target and threw three make a diagonal line, "I-I don't know, but we should let her tell us on her terms. L-Like house arrest or something."

"I guess, but I have a bad feeling she'll try to escape," Cyrus said, "So we'd have to seriously up security, which is already being done in the meantime, because another guild could be after her. But uh… do you think she's like us? One of the kids forced into the system?"

"P-probably," Luna sighed letting her hands fall to her side, "I-It would explain her actions so far. W-We just need to show her were not like that."

"Yeah… Well I think one thing that helps is that we're welcoming and kind, and we don't force young kids on missions. We only teach them self-defense, medicine, and a few little academic things like reading or writing. She needs to see out softer side. I know I wasn't helping, acting like that… I think someone else should do the negotiating besides me."
Cyrus swung the sword again, and he felt the wood splinter from the inside upon impact.

"I'll do it." Uriah raised one of his hands. He was usually pretty calm in most situations. This is definitely going to be a challenge, but Uriah wanted to try. "I honestly think I'd be the best to do it. She sees me as someone who's weak, but obviously I'm not and I'm not a rised assassin so that might help as well." He took a few more punches before wiping his sweat and taking a drink.

"You're right," Cyrus said, "You are the obvious choice here. Hopefully she'll take your word."