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Vampire District
Elf:
Forest
Forest grimaced as she realized she got blood on her clothing. "Goddamn it," she whispered as she vainly attempted to brush the blood off of her black shirt.
That's the main reason I wear black; better at hiding blood stains, she thought with a scowl. "And you sods messily bled on me," she said with a sigh.
"Alright Blondie, I'll give you this. You can take care of yourself in a fight at least. What's your name?" the man that the mercenaries called Scott said as he approached.
Forest turned towards him, raised one eyebrow, and said, "I think I did a fair bit better than you did. One to my three, and your car's a smoking piece of slag and not mine. So I think I did more than just 'take care of myself'. I'm called Forest."
yinsukin:
Scott
Technically she also did the heavy lifting on the one he killed as well, but he decided to ignore that. Instead, he said, "Well i'm cleaner. Besides, your still soft." As he spoke, he approached the man who was supposedly unconscious on the ground. He placed one hand under his chin and another on the tip of his skull.
"But you are too soft." And with that, a crack filled the empty parking lot, signaling the end of the would-be assassin's life. "Although I guess that is the luxury of the strong."
Elf:
Forest
Forest bit the inside of her cheek as Scott broke the mercenary's neck.
I don't like killing mortals unless I absolutely have to, she thought, but kept that quiet. It's as how Hawk Hunters always said, even monsters had to have their limits. She wasn't going to chide Scott on killing the merc; if she was in his shoes she probably would have done the same.
"Well, I wasn't their target. They didn't try to kill me and I don't really dabble in overkill unless I don't have a choice. Or if someone pisses me off," the blonde said as she tossed her hair back.
yinsukin:
Scott
Scott raised his head after confirming the kill, giving her a raised eyebrow. "You looked pretty pissed to me. I'm pretty sure your eyes turned red."
He walked over to the last remaining man, staring at the two of them. He raised his knife, pointing it at Scott. The poor thing tried to plant his legs to rise to his feet, but they were still reeling from the shock of the pain. Scott turned to Forest.
"Could you do me a favor and finish him off? Unfortunately, I can't really let assassins like this go when they have seen my face. I could get killed."
Elf:
Forest
"I'm pretty sure that was a trick in this jacked up light," Forest said as she pointed to the overcast sky. "And it's a super rare car. Less than 300 of that model were made. So of course I was pissed."
She looked at the poor thug that was still trying to get up. "Why where they after you anyway? Did you mouth off and piss off the wrong person?" she asked as her eyes met mercenary's.
Sleep and remember nothing of the past 10 minutes, Forest sent in the man's head. He promptly passed out on the pavement.
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