forum The assassins crown (closed giving free cookies to stalkers)

Started January 02, 2019 by @Festive_Fenrir

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(sure, that'd actually make it pretty interesting)
He took out his swords. Spying flashes of metal from loading guns he smiled and yelled "fancy seeing all of you here!"

Peggy whipped to face the voice. She held her gun up and ready, teeth gritted. Of course, he was here, on HER job! "What are you doing?" she hissed.

Vixian heard a voice. she knew that voice anywhere. Peggy? Vixian asked herself.

Cleona cursed in her corner. What the hell?! She carefully slid her sword from its sheath, remaining hidden from the others. This cannot be happening. Master will be so disappointed.

(please do! )
"Same as you darling, here to kill a killer." He knew there was no point in hiding now. He jumped from his perch, landing softly "come now don't be shy, we all know each other."

Cleona huffed, sliding from the shadow ever so slightly so they knew she was there. But she remained stoic, folding her arms, blade shining in the pale moonlight.

Raziel laughed "of course you'd be here Cleona, I would expect nothing better than Master Rowan's elite, give him my regards next time you meet." he winked and waited for the others

Cleona blinked, fighting the blush that threatened to crawl across her cheeks. "Raziel." She murmured, voice as cold as the blade in her hand. "Ever the charmer."

He smirked and bowed "guilty as charged my dear."

Name - Kimiko Kasai
Age - 21
Assassin name (if you have one) - Kitsune
Appearance (links are always welcome) - Kimiko is Japanese, with black hair cut into a messy bob, brushing against her ears. (She cut it off when she became an assassin as a sign of defiance, for it was her long wavy hair that was the reason she was taken from her homeland.) She has large dark eyes and very pale skin. Very sharp features, almost to the point of being unearthly. Her limbs are long and spindly, and she’s taller than most, about six feet. Hates touch, wears elbow-high gloves all the time. Wears white when she doesn't need stealth- white is the color of death in Japan.
Personality - Kimiko is a very morally grey person, who does things only to benefit herself. Kind of distant, and doesn't really try to fit in with the others. Quick learner. Will literally keep on going until she collapses. VERY sharp tongue, won't hesitate to use it on you if you piss her off. However, if you really get to know her, she is one of the most loyal and caring people you will ever meet. She is very protective of the people whom she calls family and will fight for them. Carries herself with the air of a princess. Strategic, pretty smart but also kind of dumb (always turns to a complicated solution). Good at manipulating people… but not so much at socializing with them when she's not the one in charge.
Weapon of choice(s) - Throwing knives with different poisons on them. Handmade.
Theme song - King by Lauren Aquilina https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dS5GfL9F7L4
Shipping? Definitely!
Backstory - When Kimiko was 14, she was taken from her homeland of Japan to be a servant. She was employed to a rich, upper-class man named Thomas Duke. They fell in love, and he seemed quite nice at first, giving her presents and nice treats, but then he started to grow rough. He would drug her and have dubiously consensual sex, which later turned into non-consensual. She tried to tell herself that he was just making the nights more exciting, and it wasn't non-consensual if she agreed with everything he said. However, this later turned into being sold to more than one person a night. One day, he simply grew bored with her when he brought another woman home, and she was badly beaten up and left for dead on the streets. She found him and tortured him, then killed him.

Kimiko was perched on top of the rooftop, lips curling up in a devious smile. The great Silver has a schoolgirl crush on Raziel? Interesting…

Raziel saw another flash of a weapon "come down, we can see you!" he called

Kimiko rolled her eyes, standing up in one fluid motion. These much assassins in one place? Someone's asking for trouble. She pulled out the white ribbon that had been holding her hair back, letting it fall around her face. She tied it to the handle of the knife… and threw the knife in their direction.

(damn callin gout my girls crush already XD)

Cleona stepped away from the wall in the direct path of Kimiko's knife, gracefully swinging her sword in a careless arch. The clang of the blades hitting echoed through the room and Cleona smiled. Well, well. It is a good night of Kitsune makes an appearance.

Vixian noticed more voices. She used her scope to see who it was. Of course they're here as well she thought to herself.

Kitsune leaped gracefully from her spot on the rooftop, landing between balconies and swinging from laundry lines before she touched the ground. "Hello, Silver. Fighting over a mark?"

Cleona's face remained passive, but her eyes lit with something bordering on insanity. "Unfortunately." She murmured, quickly and gracefully swinging her word back into its sheath. "Raziel seems to be calling us all out this evening, Kitsune." Her ridiculously long hair blowing in the wind as she leveled a gaze at her rival. Their rivalry spanned years and begrudgingly turned into an odd friendship.

Vixian watched the three others talk. But something or someone moved and it caught her eye.

"Fortunately for you, I am not here for your mark. I recently found that the heir to the throne of Erilea is dead, and came to receive the throne," Kitsune said, placing one hand over her elaborate fox mask. It was black tonight, for the white stood out in the dark.

Vixian counted, three of them are there, and Peggy's there. She noticed her heat sensor start flashing. *Interesting she thought.

Cleona's brows raised, the only sign of her surprise. The rest of her stayed as still as death, her hair blowing across her face. "Is that so?" She asked carefully, wondering what claim the Kitsune assassin had on the throne. "I had heard a rumor…" She let it trail off, knowing Kitsune would fill in the blanks for her.

Peggy found herself unable to keep her eyes off of Raziel. Stop it! she ordered herself, feeling a low blush crawl across her cheeks through the darkness.

Vixian locked on the target since everyone was distracted, she waited for the perfect moment to pull the trigger.