[center][h1]Taka Frederick & Assassin[/h1][/center]
[center]Interacting with: [@Shadow Daedalus] [@vancexentan][/center]

Taka looked at the guy who had handed her the gun. Enemies turned allies as fast as it took for a knife to be thrown at her neck. Today was certainly a day she was going to remember. She was sore all over but she was alive. Never had she felt so alive, to be honest. This was way more thrilling than the life she would have had if she didn't take a chance and steal her sister's servant from under her nose. Certainly, it could do without her neck bleeding, though most of it had slowly started to clot, she would definitely need to get jack to have a check for her as she couldn't see it. Taka sighed heavily as she took the gun offered to her and checked if it was still loaded.

It was and that made her feel better. She gripped her hand around it and held it tightly. They needed a plan quickly. It took her seconds to come up with the best plan she had. "I don't think we have what it takes to win here, at least currently." She whispered under the noise of the clashing blades. She was plainly counting the fact that it was daytime and the fact her servant relied on the night time to be at effectiveness. "Get your servant and double back here." Taka continued her eyes focused on Jack whom was just kicked away, Jack didn't even recoil in pain, the enemy Assassin having taken a step back. "Go. Leave the enemy Assassin to myself and my Assassin." Taka commanded giving James a gently push as she took a more proactive spot near Jack. She was still safe behind cover but she was closer.

Jack had her face deep in concentration. Her opponent didn't like to shut up. He certainly knew how to fight that was a certainty after all she had felt it the kick. Though he was toying with her, she knew the feeling. She liked to do it to her victims too though she wasn't the victim here, he was sorely mistaken. [color=f26522]" Then you have no rights to call yourself an assassin whelp. Your very existence is a disgrace to my profession and class!"[/color] He spoke as if he was annoyed by her. Good. It showed how little he knew about her as even she didn't refer to herself as an assassin. She was the legendary serial killer in a class of her own though grouped under the restraints of the grail. 

Jack's eyes narrowed as she listened to the rest of the Assassins words. Trying to bait her with words, was he? She wasn't one to play by anyone else's rules. She twiddled with the blade in her hands. She knew this emotion she was feeling all too well. What was it again? She couldn't put her finger on it, something to do with her blades and the act of ripping them into her opponent. 

"Jack?" Taka came through on the link. Taka had put herself behind cover again her eyes watching Jack keeping her pace and distant. She noticed the wraiths were silent. Which meant only one thing. The internalized spirits spoke up again their voices announced one shrill [url=http://pa1.narvii.com/6242/af6d6cf1e0f38bb39b0f71adcefa1d0469295e01_hq.gif]intent[/url].

"K͔̦͎̙̔͌i̪̽͆̃̚l̛̮̮͕̦̗ͅl̽͟"

Jack really wanted to do some damage after he had injured her mother. She tossed her butcher knife up and caught it again in her hand as if she in contemplation. Her eyes narrowed at her opponent.

"What is it, Mother."

"We need to retreat and regroup. Not your style I know but it's the day Jack. When the night comes round I'll let you go out to 'play' again as a way of apologizing."

There was a silence as Jack contemplated what was being said, the wraiths slowly returning to their normal chorus. "Okay, Mother..." She responded disappointed that she had been attacked during the day.

"We need the tactical advantage, So let us bring the streets of London to Japan," Taka said, obviously looking forward to it. Jack herself started smiling. She was wondering when she could go to her place of origin for at least a moment. 

She sheathed one of the knives in her hands as she outstretched her arm. She looked at the enemy assassin with a grin on her face, a grin that was unique to a child. One that emphasised enjoyment. "Home." She said as she gestured her head toward her arm for the enemy to get an idea before he would get a chance to stop her, she had opened the grates on the lantern. Her finger poking the flame. Almost instantly the Lantern started to spurt mist as if it was a boiling kettle, though it made no such noise. The immediate area around the Lantern was covered in a heartbeat. Jacks petite figure vanishing into the mist as it began to roll out and expand creeping over more and more terrain, as if inviting all around it into Jack's personal hell. 

Jack blinked. The mist obscured her vision, she couldn't see an inch in front of her. Good. That meant that neither could her enemy. She knew how to navigate her own bounded field better then any other anyway. So this wasn't much of an impediment to her. Now she just had to make sure her mother made it out alive.

Taka crouched down as the mist expand over her. It appeared to bend around her as if parted by her very presence. That was Jack's doing, the mist was just an extension of Jack's will. Both a weapon and a shelter. It was Jack representation of the streets upon which she was 'born' 'raised' and 'died'. Sheltered only by the choking fumes of the mist. A representation of a [i]Darkened Misty Metropolis[/i]. Taka breathed lightly she could smell the sulphuric acid even in this eye of the storm. They just needed to hold out for when the guy got back with his Servant. She hoped he would take the leap of faith and jump in the obviously sulphuric mist. Jack already had the signature of his servant memorised from the activation of hunters mark. So the mist should part for them, leading them to her and then Jack could loop back.

The mist continued to expand, because it was forced in by the buildings it covered a majority of the main street. Only falling off in size as it crept into side alleys and the like. The mist was certainly expanding at a decent speed. Though it could be outrun with decent footwork. 

Taka clutched her neck again wincing quietly to herself. Whoever that assassin was. Taka and by extension Jack had a little debt to repay... Later but almost certainly. They were going to slice the brutes head off...