-»∂εα∂ℓy sнα∂σωs«- Assassin RP (Semi-lit) (Accepting)

[Emberrose]

(Haha yep!)

Luciana la Rosa
Turning down another street, Luciana continued walking. She went by another street and almost did a double take as she turned and noticed the bodies of guards that lay dead. Wondering who killed them, she turned down the street and made her way towards the bodies. She checked the first one to see it he had any loot on him, but she came up empty-handed. Knowing the others had probably been looted as well, she stepped around the bodies and started heading away in case any more guards showed up and blamed her for it. She simply shrugged away the idea and continued walking, keeping watch for templars.

Damiano de Luca
Damiano, dressed in his usual black robes, hood covering his head, walked through the crowded marketplace of Roma. Truthfully he hated coming here, as the endless crowed streets and commotion simply annoyed him. He stopped by the blacksmith, and stood at the open window, leaning forward casually against the counter. The shopkeeper welcomed him and asked him what he would like to buy. "A dozen throwing knives, por favore (please)," Damiano replied. He had used up his last one earlier to get a guard off of his tail. He paid the shopkeeper and continued through the market.

[~:Stitch:~]

Zan's smile grew wider as he saw a girl examining the bodies. She had a hood on.....He thought for a second. She could either be another assassin or just a random girl with a hood on her head which he highly doubted.He followed her in the shadows and observered her. Yes, she was a assassin! Like him! He stopped and peered over the edge of a building and quietly scalled down it without anyone noticing. He walked past the girl with his read and black hood over his head and made sure she noticed him. He 'accedently' bumped into her. "Pardon." He muttered and walked away. Was it risky? Yes. Would it lead to some fun? Yes! He turned and went into a abandoned little alley way. Zan then sat down and waited. "This shall be interesting." He whisppered happily. Li glided down and landed into a nearby tree.
(*bangs head against wall* NO! UGH! I WAS SPOTTED AGAIN! NO! NO! NOT DESYNCRONIZATION!!!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!)

[Wolfin]

Şahin
Male
Thirty-two

Şahin strolled through the streets, his heavy mace slung over one shoulder as if it were a backpack. His eyes darted around, looking for any suspicious signs of Templars or wrong-doings.
Just then, he spotted two dead Templars lying in the street and a woman casually looting them. She looked innocent enough so she must have just stumbled upon them. Maybe she needs the money.
As he continued on through the busy Italian streets, which greatly reminded him of Istanbul, he saw the woman again. It seemed as though she was turning to an alleyway with a man walking behind her. Şahin thought it would be best for him to watch, just in case.
The man then sat down as a bird flew over to him. Şahin sat opposite him and brought out a scrap of paper which he began to scribble on, to make himself look busy. Kaya was perched on his turban as he waited for the man to make a move.

[Titles]

Iris & Dante


Iris saw the perfect place to get her sword. She walked up beside Damiano. There were two people there, a nice old couple. She asked for her bow and arrows, and her long blade. Paying them with an over currency, she strode away swiftly, looking around her carefully before dipping into the shadows, no longer in sight. Her hood staid up as her tattered skirt-like trousers. They made her look smaller and skinnier for some reason.


Dante saw a few people in the square he saw a few trading stands, but went to one which got almost no business. He smiled to them, only his nose showing form his shadowing hood. He looked at all of the blades carefully and chose the sharpest one of the hidden blade and then took some rope, paid carefully, and left.

[~:Stitch:~]

Zany peered out from under his hood at the man sitting next to him. Should he bolt? No, that would be cowardly. Make a small talk? Hmmm maybe it might add a little twist on today. "Ciao, who are you stranger?" He asked in his soothing but vicious voice. His voice was not deep at all it was more...childish in a way but not high pitched. It was more of a medium kinda voice. Zany resided his head a little to get a better glimse of the man.

[Emberrose]

Luciana la Rosa
Luciana continued down the streets, casually minding her own business until someone bumped into her, coming from behind. He watched as the boy passed her and turned down into an alleyway. Some people really know how to get on my nerves in this city, she thought, frowning from underneath the shadow of her hood. But wait- this stranger was wearing a hood, similar to hers exept in color. An assassin perhaps? She didn't remember the last time she had seen one, despite rumors that there was quite a few in Rome. She paused at the entrance to the alley he disappeared into, and decided to follow him anyways, at least to give him a piece of her mind for so rudely running into her. She stopped as she oticed him sitting down, attempting to converse with an older man. She stood a few feet away from the boy, out of his range for now if he should decide to attack. "Hey, ragazzo," she said, quite scornfully.

[Wolfin]

Şahin
Male
Thirty-two

Şahin turned to the younger man, keeping his head low. "I should ask you the same thing," he muttered. "I merely want to know why you were following that woman." He nodded over to the hooded girl. "I am Şahin, my fellow assassin." He smirked slightly as he spoke.
The older man heard a woman's voice and looked up; it was the girl. Ragazzo. Şahin dug through his memory of Italian. Boy. She must be talking to the other man, he thought.

[~:Stitch:~]

"Well, I saw she was a assassin and I haven't seen any other assassins in a while. Ah! Look! Ciao, ragazza." He said with a smile. Two assassins have just appeared infront of him! How fun today will be! Li perched himself on Zan's shoulder and gazed at the other humans. Zan pet Li's head and then stretched out his free hand. "You guys look trustworthy to me. My name is Zan and I am a assassin like you two as you can see."

[Titles]

Iris watched from up on a building's roof. She was in a crouched position, barely seen from the shadows, but still visible. She looked to her left and her right, and saw something going on that caught her attention. Iris whistled to Damiano, and nudged her head softly to the right, which would be his left, and stood up, and quietly and unseen to the others. no one heard it really, her whistle.

[Emberrose]

Damiano de Luca
The assassin still stood in the streets, but he looked up towards the roof when he heard a soft whistle. His eyes caught the figure of another assassin. What was her name? Iris? he thought, deciding it sounded correct. He has seen quite a few other assassins in the city but he simply never paid much attention to them. He remembered her name though, as he's seen her before, perhaps ran into her a couple of times in the streets. Damiano followed Iris's glance, looking to the left. He stayed hidden in the shadows, his black clothing hiding him perfectly.

Luciana la Rosa
Luciana glanced at the two assassins, rolling her eyes as the younger one greeted her. "You know, bumping into people on an uncrowded street on purpose is quite rude," she said. Her right hand was at her waist, where her dagger was hidden underneath her cloak. This way, she could grab it easily if it was needed. She glanced at the older man. He didn't look like he was from around here. Her gaze turned back to Zan when he spoke. "Looks can be deceiving," she said, narrowing her eyes slightly.

Riccardo Contiello
Why is the marketplace always so crowded? Riccardo thought to himself as he walked along the streets. He noticed a dog walking along but didn't bother to see who the owner was. He was busy looking for a contract. He had made his way to an old house earlier, where the owner would always look to give out contracts to willing assassins. However, when he had checked the building, it was locked and empty. The only other option he knew of at the moment was the pigion coops. He made his way to the top of the nearest buiding, unseen.