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

Started June 25, 2018 by @StarkSpangledMayflower_Mad_Elder

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"Th-they can scan the paper with their cameras!" Luna half shouted, "W-we don't need to send a Uriah in."

"Drones would be more obvious. Look, like I said I'll be fine." Uriah ran his hand through his hair, clearly frustrated and worried as well, but he was the only one. And it made him happy to finally feel like a part of the team. Looking over and Luna he frowned for a split second before smiling. "Luna, please, let me do this this."

Luna took a deep breath and leaned back in her chair. She crossed her arms and sighed, "F-Fine. J-Just stay safe okay?"

Cyrus turned his face away. "Luna… I'm sorry…"
He let out a big sigh.
"Uriah, please, please, please stay safe. I don't know what we'd do without you."

"I still have the thing from our travel togather, and I can give you a new weapon." Sparrow said

"That would be nice Sparrow. I'm sure you guys would do fine without me." Uriah stood and his chair made a horrid sound as it skid back on the floor. "Well, I better get ready." There was a different air about Uriah now, he was serious and not his happy-go-lucky.

"I walk you through some weapons. Maybe you'll find one that suits you best?" She offered

Cyrus lowered his face. His dark brown curls that probably needed cutting fell down over his eyes.
"Uriah, we love you," he said, very softly.
Cyrus' heart was pounding wildly as he recalled everything that had happened to his other friends. It couldn't happen to Uriah, too… He knew this was the only way, but even if if was, he wasn't going to let anything bad happen to him. Cyrus would do everything in his power to make sure his friend survived.

Luna let out a sigh as she got up and walked out after Sparrow and Uriah had left. Her mind was deep in turmoil and she needed to clear it. Going out to the forest would take to long in her opinion so she opted for the training room and pulled out her bow and drew back an arrow before firing it at the target.

(Lmao, that's the idea at least)
Cyrus got up from his seat, wincing in pain as he did so. He was the last to leave, and he took a while to move from where he was to the door. He slowly followed Luna to the training room, just to make sure she was alright. This was a lot to take in, and she had just come back from that place. He was unsure how exactly she was taking this. Cyrus sat down at a table on the edge of the training room, watching her let out her emotions through training. His heart hurt along with her. It was terrible that their friend had to put his life on the line like this, but it was happening… again.

"Sparrow," Uriah stopped in the middle of the hall where no one was around. "I didn't want to do this with Cyrus or Luna around, but… I could really use a hug." He held his arms open, he wanted to cry but he knew it wasn't the time.

Luna felt each draw and shoot get faster as her mind raced on. There was no way realistically that Uriah could infiltrate as a spy. Infierno the whole reason they met him because he was a target! Panther would spot him from a mile away and then he would be put through. Put through. Her memories slowly began to bubble up towards the forefront of her mind. She fired another arrow the tip and feathers cutting her arm and hand slightly as she let out an cry of frustration.

Cyrus saw this last bit and started to get up, only to put too much pressure on his injured knee and also be hit with a wave of dizziness. He grabbed hold of his crutch leaning against the table and went her way.
"Luna…" he managed, his voice cracking a bit. He sounded like he might be about to cry. "Why don't you take a break and patch that up?"

Luna was startled when she heard Cyrus’s voice. She looked iver with a wary glance realizing he had put himself into further pain. She walked up to the target and started removing arrows, “I-It’s fine Cyrus. J-Just a scratch really.”

"You should still cover it up at least… plus you're being careless because you're upset. I'd hate for you to potentially hurt yourself more. You need a break," Cyrus replied.
He shifted a little more of his weight onto the crutch to take the pressure off his knee.

Luna tucked the arrows into her quiver and looked over to Cyrus with a resigned look, “F-Fine. L-Let’s just get this over with.”

Cyrus looked down. "Yeah… I'm sorry about… well, everything…"
He inched closer to the wall to grab one of the first-aid kits and brought it back to the table before inviting her to sit next to him. He took out a roll of gauze and a rubbing alcohol pad while waiting for her to come over.

Luna sat down next to him holding out her hand. The cut slowly oozed out droplets of blood but Luna wasn’t that bothered by it, “I-It’s fine Cyrus.”

"But is it? It feels like you just got out of there, you know…?" Cyrus muttered, unwrapping the pad and using it to clean the wound. He then started bandaging it up slowly and carefully.
"I can't imagine how you feel. You tried to fight it. And it sucks that this might be our only way… You're hurting, aren't you?"

Luna’s other hand had been balled up into a fist as it shook violently. She kept her breathing under control as she muttered, “Y-You have no idea h-how much this hurts. I-I never want any of us t-to go through something like that.”