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Or if you know, you decide to attack Li. She would hear you from a mile away. (Not literally, but still, from really far away)
In Street Life 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
And Shade has shot the flag
In Street Life 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Shade walked over to a building that she had used before. She entered inside. Shade walked into one of the rooms, which she had set up as target practice, shooting a paper target.
" Finally it's quiet," Li sighed blissfully. She could calmly listen to even breathing, footsteps, quieter chatter, and not shouting,
In Street Life 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Shade walked away. Senses still monitoring her surroundings. She continued to walk down the street, her hair blowing behind her. Maybe she would find someone she knew.
Li just wants everyone to pipe the fuck down
"I asked for you guys to quiet down," Li shouted. She had raised her volume. They were hurting her ears.
In Street Life 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Vindle said
"You and I both then." Vindle said, walking away."Sorry to bother. We both seem to be from unfortunate assassin families, so I'm making an exception this time and I won't get into a fight with you." he said.


"It was your mistake to follow me, but I guess I can forgive someone once in a while," Shade removed her gun, carefully putting it back in her jacket.
"Will you guys please quiet down. It's really loud. It doesn't help that I now have super sensitive hearing either." Li told them. It was getting really annoying, with all of the ruckus.
In Street Life 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Vindle said
"Your quite lucky. Not many here even had anyone that cared for them in the first place. I know this might be personal, but curiosity killed the cat. What happened to this person that cared for you?" Vindle said. He immediately recognized the hairpin, but didn't bother to mention it.


"He was an assassin. He took me in, trained me, and cared for me like I was his daughter. He was killed. He left three objects for me. My hairpin, my gun, and my lighter." Shade told him, still not removing the gun from his head.
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