Regretting it now..
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Thread Topic: Regretting it now..
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Highly trained, and apparently highly practiced, assassin. Master thief. Wanted spy.
Some pretty big stuff. x3 -
I see....alrighty then, character time?
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Yush. I'll use the same one I've used both other times. e.e
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Name: Valentine
Sex: Female
Age: 17
Appearance:
Other: proud, agressive, stelathy, fast, a world-class thief, a rep for violence, wanted for several high-class robberies and assassinations -
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moonshade NewbieHello The Coldest Sun! How you doing?! Please don't be scared of me.
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-.- Stupid. I am most certainly not afraid of you.
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Why did you just call me stupid? I don't like that... *fades away like a ghost* -
Name: Lao
Age: 18
Other: Steadfast, loyal, and trained with several weapons. Joined an underground police force for her own purposes.
I'm sorry, I'm being really slow. -
I don't care if you like being called stupid, either. e.e
There you are, Hat!
Not. It. :3 -
Darn >.
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Valentine strolled through the crowd, not caring too much to hurry for the pushy girl who had forced employment upon her. She scowled at the ground, hating the reverse work she had been given. What kind of assassin so easily allowed themselves to be collared?
She frowned. She could probably make a run for it now. In disguise like this, the girl probably wouldn't recognize her as she slipped away into the crowd. Her pink hair was hidden under a hideous blond wig. Her bright blue eyes burned beneath the brown contacts. She might not even be seen.. -
Sighing, she closed her eyes and thought of her mission. It was the only reason she was still in this hellhole of a town. Lao opened them back up, and kept on the lookout. She spotted a familiar walking pattern, though with the unfamiliar features it was hard to tell.
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Valentine could feel eyes on her, many pairs of them. Most were simple glances, but there were a few lingering gazes, and that made her nervous. She sighed.
There really is no way to avoid the girl, is there?
Still, she thought she would try. Every now and then, she had to vaguely wonder just how far the girl would go to make her obey. She grinned to herself, turned, ran. If she was going to be forced to work for this chick, surely she could afford a little fun. -
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