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

[Emberrose]

Riccardo Contiello
"It's fine, I don't mind," Riccardo replied. He finished eating and looked back at Iris. "Is something wrong?" he asked, noticing that she looked somewhat sad, or maybe distracted.

Luciana la Rosa
Luciana quickly follwed, catching the zipline down towards him after he went. She jumped to the next rook and stopped beside Zan, listening to the crowd. "So, do you have a plan?" she asked.

Damiano de Luca
His gaze swept out over the people in the crowd, observing them. At least there were no templars in sight. He just stood silent and observant, mostly hidden in the shadows. All seemed quiet, calm even. He stood, perfectly still, listening for anything as his eyes remained focused on the square. He allowed a small smirk to cross his face; there was somebody behind him. Without even turning his head the slightest, he said, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, ladro."

[.:Rayneh:.]

I slowly withdrew, still hanging upside down. My right blue eyes narrowed and I cursed under my breath in Italian. I knew my gender was still unknown to this man, so I kept my mouth shut, afraid my feminine falsetto would give it away.

[G๏l๔єภєאє]

(Damiano is free)

Damiano de Luca
The assassin walked down the streets. He had already seen a dottore for his wound. Skye flew above and then left Damiano's line of sight, probably to either go hunt or find a place to rest. Damiano left the alleyway and leaned against a wall, looking out into a somewhat crowded square.

Riccardo Contiello
A smile played on the corner of his lips as he saw Iris blush when she called him "sir". He prepared himself a slice of bread and started eating, turning his gaze from Iris to the fire before taking a piece of rabbit meat. "You know, you can just call me Riccardo, signora," he said.

I had been leaning against the wall, hidden by the shadows when another assassin walked up and joined me, unknowingly. I smiled to myself and glanced over at him. I hadn't been sent on any missions in awhile and was itching for something to do. I glanced at him and nodded, careful to keep my hood from falling. The only way it could be told that I was female was if my hood was knocked off, or someone grabbed me and felt the feminine shape of my body. I slid along the wall slowly, away from the fellow and lept up on top of some crates, grabbing a balcony and swinging myself up onto the roof. I scaled it and slid down on the other side of the boy, reaching my hand carefully into his pocket, looking for spare change or something to eat. In truth, I hadn't eaten for days and I was starving.

||Harpy||

I kicked at a shingle, bored. Up on the roofs of the city, I could see in pretty much every direction without any obstructions. I saw a boy walk down the alleyway below, another assassin. I dropped to my belly and shuffled to watch him. Another shadow slipped out and swung close to where I lay, then whirled down to rest beside where the boy had stopped. My eyes narrowed, and I discretely leaped down to the balcony below, landing silently and on target. I crouched down to watch the boy and the shadow through the balcony bars.

[Emberrose]

Damiano de Luca
He turned slightly towards the other figure, who hung upside down. "If you were looking to steal money, you were searching in the wrong spot," he commented, watching the thief. He brushed his cloak lightly to the side, reavealing a small pouch attached to his belt where he kept his coins. "And I'm the wrong person to be stealing from," he added, moving his arm so that the cloak fell back in place as his tone darkened.

[.:Rayneh:.]

I flipped down in a fluid motion, landing gracefully on my feet, allowing my hood to fall from my face, revealing my beautiful feminine features. My pearly skin was almost luminescent, stretched over my prominent cheek bones. A fierce light shone on me, illuminating my bright blue eyes. Looking at me, it was evident that there was a flaw, but not evident of what it was. But the flaw was what made me beautiful. "And why is that?" I asked, my voice soft but strong.

[~:Stitch:~]

Zan looked at Luciana. "Kill then run. Take out the target then simply dissapear from sight." He looked infront of him and gazed down at the crowed. He flinched as he saw the lifeless bodies dangling from the post behind the target. Zan juwn and air assassinated two nearby guards. "But first we got to spice things up!" He called to her with a mischevious smile.

[Emberrose]

Damiano de Luca
The assassin wasn't phased as he turned to fully face the girl, as now obvious. "Well, ragazza, first of all you have already figured out I am not easy to steal from," he said, the shadow of his hood hiding his expression. His gaze studied the girl in front if him. "And if somebody does manage to steal from me, they will pay for it," he said, then added "Female or not."

Luciana la Rosa
Luciana's gaze swept the crowd as cries of "Assassino!" filled the air around where Zan had struck the guards. Her eyes flew over to the target. He noticed the disturbance and told his group of guards to attack Zan. Then he turned and looked about to run away. With a smirk, Luciana pulled out her bow, stringing an arrow in place. She struck the Templar in the neck. Perfect. She jumped down as more guards advanced towards them.

[.:Rayneh:.]

I crossed my arms over my chest and my stomach let out a loud sound. An unmistakable growl of hunger. I frowned and put a hand on my stomach. I was starving. "I may look female, but I fight as well as any male." I told him, sure of my abilities. He seemed... Cocky maybe. Or maybe that wasn't the right word, but he did seem... Different. Very sure of himself.

[Emberrose]

Damiano de Luca
"I'm sure you can. Perhaps in speed, but not strength," Damiano replied. There seemed to be too many female assassins in this city. Of course, none of the ones he has seen looked stronger than any guard he has ever fought. She didn't appear to be in the right state to fight, either, he noticed. "You know, if you are that hungry, fighting isn't going to make anything better," he said.

[~:Stitch:~]

Zan smiled. "Nice one-!" He stopped mid strick as the targets helmet fell off. The dead templar fell to the ground, its blank face looking at Zan. His eyes widened at the persons face but snapped out of his trance as the gleam oof a blade flashed in his eyes. He turned to the guard who was swinging at him and punched the guard under the chin. As the guard stummbled backwards Zan unshealthed his hidden blades and stabbed the guard five times in the chest before kicking the guard to the ground. "And now we dissapear." He said as he sprinted away. "Come!" He called to Luciana.