[center][h1][color=Green]Assassin[/color][/h1][/center] [u][center][h3][color=Green]Locusta the Poisoner[/color][/h3][/center][/u] Interacting with [@Turboshitter] Locusta was breathing steadily. Reinfined and dignified she gave off that hint of professionalism that she wanted. Something that she herself had practiced so many times even before coming to the holy roman empire in order to sell her services. Though she almost burst out laughing to her masters undignified and bewildered response only just barely managing to keep a straight face but she kept her mouth shut. Her mind however was rolling around in hysterics. She was never gonna let her master live this one down. Though she might of let him live it down after she used it once against him... but nope! he just had to go and call her the short straw. Locusta the poisoner. The short straw. Locusta. Short Straw. Well it could be safe to say that her master wasn't going to be getting any slack from her until he apologised for his actions of calling her esteemed occupation worse then a saber. All a Saber is, is a namby pamby stuck up brat be they male or female that just so happens to be noble or wield a sword well. It was completely unfair to call them good. Since at the end of the day servants are killing machines and no one. [i]No one[/i] was a better killer then Locusta except maybe that other poisoner girl... Well they weren't here so it didn't matter. At the very least the other selection of servants looked passable. She just hoped someone summoned Nero under the class of Saber. That'd be great to see her old friend again in the modern era. They could go drinking and stuff and Locusta could get back to her almost schoolgirl antics of trying to impress her. Ah... That would be heaven. But Locusta never gets what she wants... [hr] When everything had gone to shit in such a short time. Locusta could only smile in a sort of almost psychotic way. Oh she hated fighting, but the spectacle of bloodshed was something she loved to watch perhaps she spent too much time spectating in the Flavian Amphitheatre. Still... This wasn't even choreographed and neither were the victims criminals. It was a pretty disgusting display compared to what she saw. So as quickly as the smile appeared on her face, it faded and was replaced with a look of clear disgust. Not because of the fact people were dying but because of the way they were dying. She flexed her grip on her hand-held sickle as she was just about to charge in to give the master of Saber a certain lesson on the etiquette of slaughter and she was just about to run in as well and at the very least give the master a certain unbearable amount of pain for as long as he lived. That'd be a fitting punishment for a man so keen to slaughter after all. It's something Locusta would give herself if she had to fight herself at some point. She brushed away the strands of green hair falling over her eyes as they widened in response to the telepathic order her master had gave her. He wanted her to play the messenger and inform everyone. Oh good that'll be great. Time was off the essence however and as Locustas form appeared to fade into nothingness she began moving under presence concealment. Invisible to all but the keenest observer her translucent form moving throughout the battlefield. She paused only for a moment to finish of an impaled child who was writhing in agony lightly placing something into the child's mouth in order to grant them a painless death something that acted much faster then any injury could ever kill. She'd make no comment on this. This wasn't a killing, this was a gift to the unnamed child in order to grant them the solace of death. [hr] Interacting with [@vancexentan] She kept going moving up to the closest master... well failure of a master as she unveiled herself. She toned down the murderous intent just a little, since her master had made it clear she couldn't kill these people. She toned up her show-women nature. Keeping her voice low she began her little recital. "How you doing boy, why the long face? Its a battlefield though I gotta tell you its time to race to a inn in inverness, Here is an address" She said as she quickly whispered the address her master had told her. "Now don't digress get fleeing now and maybe you'll stay alive. Ta-ta~!" She said to the failure of a mage as she backed away back to maneuver through the battlefield and the bodies. [hr] Interacting with [@Shadow Daedalus] Locusta hummed as she waltzed over under presence concealment granting a swift death to any magus she passed that weren't on the list of people she wasn't allowed to kill as she walked silently behind the master with the gun. "Oh my what a lovely weapon of destruction." Locusta said behind him as she gripped his shoulders in order to make she he was holding his weapon steady while she offloading her information. Inverness, Address, Get the hell out now and after she had finished offloading the details she disappeared back into presence concealment with a "Toodaloo~!" [hr] Interacting with: [@Vocab],[@vFear] and Morgana (Myself) Locusta was finishing up her rounds and the second to last was a group of three masters so lovely wrapped up togather in a package. An obviously blind girl afflicted with albinism, the oldest girl and by extension the oldest master and girl whom looked like she'd almost fit into any crowd due to how plain she looked in appearance. Locusta unvieled herself in front of all them. "Hey girls, enjoying the bloodbath. I know I am as this isn't my first foray into excessive amounts of bloodshed. Personally this isn't as fun as it could be without a crowd and stuff. Hell if you three existed during my time I would take you all to the amphitheatre for us to all have a good time watching slaves die horribly anywho I am getting distracted. Inverness, This address, Get out now~ See you girls later!" She said as she backed away from the group with a little hair twirl as she didn't even bother with presence concealment as she sprinted over back to the last master. [hr] Interacting with [@Grey] "Hi, Tavern, Inverness." Locusta said quickly yet only so the master to the side of her heard. Locusta repeated the address a final time before asking a rather interesting question. "Is that rider's natural hair color?" she said staring at the fighting servant alongside the servants master. "Nevermind I'll ask her later. See you at the escape point~" Locusta said with her last florish as she dropped back into presence concealment. [hr] Interacting with a certain master of saber. Pandemonium. The constant twists and turns of the battlefield as Locusta made her way back towards her master though she was making a rather roundabout way moving towards the master of saber from behind him while he was distracted with other servants. As she appeared behind him. "Step away from my master... or I'll have to kill you" She said grinning as she stepped forward with her blade her eyes gleaming with a murderous intent.