(Alright, thanks. I'm glad to actually be in a rp where everyone's active most of the time...hee.)
I dash past the door of a bar and into the alleyway next to it. I leap up the barrels and onto the roof, running after my target. I unsheath the dagger from my belt, and lift it to my mouth as I run. "Amaiyo..give me speed!" The dagger's engraved pattern glowed red like blood as it 'poured' into my body. I felt my footsteps go faster, until I ran in front of my target. I flick my wrist, sending the dagger into the target's neck. I stopped, huffing, and took the dagger out. I put it back in its sheath. I reach into my cloak. Alright, meet back at 12th street in front of the pub. I rip some of the hair off of the corpse's head, then make my way back to the pub for the money.
(Gosh this is a long post.)