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• r u n e . a v e r y . n i e l s e n •
Male | 19 years | Head Assassin | North
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>>Rune opened his eyes as his phone went off in his pocket and hissed a few swears in an irritated fashion before rolling over to fish the cellular device from his deep pocket. He squinted against the sudden brightness of the screen and his fat-fingered every key with sleeping thumbs: -Wgst ud iy/ vlair"- (suppose to read: -What is it, Claire?-) He considered fixing it but the desire to sleep was stronger and he sent the text without a second thought.

• l y r i c . r o s e . m a s o n •
Female | 14 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>Lyric opened a randomly-chosen door and peeked inside before cautiously tip-toeing through. This looks like the basement but where's Alex with my food... A faint, luminescent light further back in the room confirmed her peer's presence. That's the light to his laptop... But where's my food. The girl's stomach growled again and she stalked toward the light only to trip over something that had once fallen to the floor; she quickly regained balance and stood upright.

• a d r i a n . " h a v o c " . m i c h a e l . m e y e r s •
Male | 15 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>"Well aren't you a little cranky?" Adrian laughed into the phone's speaker but continued shortly after his first comment, "I'm finding Norths all over this stinking city... Can I kill them?" He didn't want to start some unwanted war to overlay the ancient one... Wait, yes he did. His favorite color is blood, after all. What he didn't want was to make Katsa angry enough to exile his sorry butt.

[damara.]

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Claire's phone beeped, she pulled it out again and looked at it, she could barely read what it said. Her only thought was that he was either drunk or half asleep. She sighed, texting back, "Thanks for failing to answer the question. But anyways I saw a southerner, and if there's one then there has to be more." It's not like she was asking if she could kill him or not, it was more of him actually knowing.

[Socks + Lani]

• Katsa sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose with her free hand. "Oh for god's sake, Adrian, do you really expect me to mother you and tell you what you can and can't do? If you want to kill them then kill them!" she snapped, her grip tightening on the phone in a manner that suggested she wanted to crush the phone in her hand and hurl it over the top of the building. "Ateri is our most hated enemy. What makes you think you need permission to kill them, Adrian? And I thought you had common sense" the words tasted bitter in her mouth and once again she was alone; the only one with any thought put in to her lifestyle.
  
• Alex grunted as something's foot caught him in the stomach and sent him sprawling on the floor, only to be winded by the thing falling straight on top of him. As he lay there, struggling for air, he made out the shape of Lyric standing over him. Catching his breath back, he managed to wheeze; "Thank you, Lyric, for that wonderfully considerate kick to the guts." still clutching his abdomen, he crawled across to the bag of chocolate bars and gathered it into his lap. "Are you wearing steel toes or something?" The pain was slowly starting to ebb away, but the young man didn't take lightly to being injured by his own clanmate. Reaching over to his bag, he fumbled around inside it for a second before producing a torch and clicking it on, glaring up at her.

[amphetamine.]

N҉i҉x҉i҉e҉ ҉ B҉l҉a҉z҉e҉

Nixanaria Blaze
Rank: Little Killer~North
Age: 15
Gender: Female

Walking through the busy city streets was nothing short of a hassle. People constantly bumping into me, hobos begging for money that I didn't have, and a strange assortment of street performers all trying to gain my attention. I skirted past all of these things as best I could trying to reach the little park as quickly as possible. As the smell of pollution and a lot of other grody things began to fade into clean air, my tree came into view. Although, it didn't belong to me, I liked to think that it did for the sake of having something else in the world to call my own. Coming up to the tree I stumbled over a few large roots protruding form the ground and almost face planting into the dirt. With a disgruntled noise I scampered up the tree and plucked a single red apple wiping it on my shirt before taking a bite. I heard a satisfying crunch as I bit into it and ate a few more after that one before deciding that my tree haven would be a suitable place for some rest. Shifting to get more comfortable, I fell asleep with my back pressed into rough bark but despite my discomfort, the tree smelled wonderful with it's yummy fruit.

[inadequate]

{ Won't be on at all this weekend. Avalanche training at work for two whole days and overnight -.- }

• r u n e . a v e r y . n i e l s e n •
Male | 19 years | Head Assassin | North
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>>Rune opened his eyes as his phone went off in his pocket and hissed a few swears in an irritated fashion before rolling over to fish the cellular device from his deep pocket. He squinted against the sudden brightness of the screen and his fat-fingered every key with sleeping thumbs: -Wgst ud iy/ vlair"- (suppose to read: -What is it, Claire?-) He considered fixing it but the desire to sleep was stronger and he sent the text without a second thought.

• l y r i c . r o s e . m a s o n •
Female | 14 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>Lyric jumped when the object-in-question snapped at her and couldn't help but take another giant step back when a flashlight clicked on and shone in the face of someone very familiar. "Didn't you hear? It's my new way of greeting people." She replied, looking down at her Vans when Alexander mentioned her having steel toes. "Nnnooooo...?" She stretched out the word as she scanned the visible parts of the room for food. Where is it... He's hiding it... I'm hungry...

• a d r i a n . " h a v o c " . m i c h a e l . m e y e r s •
Male | 15 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>Adrian only laughed again, "Alright, have a wonderful day, Señora grumpy gills." He hung up and stretched his arms up and out to the sides before replacing the iPhone in his pocket. "Perfect... Now... Shall I kill the smoker or fan-girl?" The boy ignored the odd stares he got from passing civilians - he was chewing on the end of his hoodie's drawstring - and occasionally glanced down every other alley before making a left turn down a less busy street. "Nope, nope, nope..."

[Socks + Lani]

• Alex rolled his eyes and set the torch down on the ground, crawling over to his bag and rummaging through it. "I don't have much food, so I hope you appreciate that I'm giving some to you" he said lazily, pulling out a large clip-seal box and unclipping the lid. The boy bit his lip looking at the meager amount of food left in the box. There were two apples, lettuce leaves, cheese and pastrami in another box, a few slices of bread in a bread bag and a little container of assorted baked goods. He picked up one of the apples, bounced it in his hand then tossed it lamely over his shoulder up to Lyric. "Catch"

[damara.]

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Claire's phone beeped, she pulled it out again and looked at it, she could barely read what it said. Her only thought was that he was either drunk or half asleep. She sighed, she decided just to call him, at least she would be able to understand him better that way. She dialed his number; tapping her foot, anxious for him to pick up. Claire spotted the kid that woke her up across the way, [censored], [censored], [censored]. She turned her head pulled her hoodie over her hat. Possibly avoiding discovery, it was most likely to fail, I mean not everyone has bright blue hair.

[inadequate]

• r u n e . a v e r y . n i e l s e n •
Male | 19 years | Head Assassin | North
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>>Rune opened his eyes as his phone went off in his pocket and hissed a few swears in an irritated fashion before rolling over to fish the cellular device from his deep pocket. He squinted against the sudden brightness of the screen and his fat-fingered every key with sleeping thumbs: -Wgst ud iy/ vlair"- (suppose to read: -What is it, Claire?-) He considered fixing it but the desire to sleep was stronger and he sent the text without a second thought.

• l y r i c . r o s e . m a s o n •
Female | 14 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>Lyric caught it with ease and looked back at Alexander, "Why don't you have food? I always thought Katsa took care of her little brother by giving him money for food expenses and such." She didn't bite the fruit that rested perfectly in her cupped hand, instead she pocketed it to save for later and began exploring the darkened space. "Isn't there a light in here? And do you know if there are any open jobs yet?"

• a d r i a n . " h a v o c " . m i c h a e l . m e y e r s •
Male | 15 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>Adrian only laughed again, "Alright, have a wonderful day, Señora grumpy gills." He hung up and stretched his arms up and out to the sides before replacing the iPhone in his pocket. "Perfect... Now... Shall I kill the smoker or fan-girl?" The boy ignored the odd stares he got from passing civilians - he was chewing on the end of his hoodie's drawstring - and occasionally glanced down every other alley before making a left turn down a less busy street. "Nope, nope, nope..."

[RedAteTheKitty]

[ Sorry I haven't been on. I just got my computer back (: ]

[inadequate]

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