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Milo's not dead. Just wounded.
@ViolentViolet
Milo saw the knife but couldn't dodge it. It flew straight at Milo, sailing towards her torso. Milo gasped and looked down slightly, the knife firmly lodged in her chest. Blood was oozing from the wound.Her hand moved to her chest. She wasn't going to pull out the knife, it would cause more blood loss. But, there was blood. Blood. Plenty of it. Milo had to keep calm. No torture, no killing, no violence right now. The can't move, and paralyzed victims are no fun. So no matter how much blood there was Milo shouldn't revert back to the good old days of torture. Not now.
Oh, this was chaos. And even if it was fun, things would go bad pretty soon. So, Milo grabbed her drink and did what any reasonable Siren would do to stop a situation. She poured it on her head. It wouldn't last very long, and it wasn't water, but it would allow for what Milo needed to do. Sing one piercing note. A note, not the normal song, but just a single note, one that always seemed to work like a paralyzing potion. It would freeze whoever heard it for a shot period of time unless they were a siren of deaf.
Edward's charm fell on deaf ears. It didn't spark Milo's attention in any way. The dead were still more fun, and murder was still the best. Life just hung in the balance, easily affected and disrupted by the weakest of things. But death was an imminent concept. No one could escape it. So Edward's charm didn't brighten Milo up at all, in fact it made her even more moody and pissed.
@Strafe

A blacksmith? Why would you ask someone in a bar were you could get your sword repaired. We're most likely here for food and drink, and our own personal gain. But if you must know, no! I don't know where you could get your sword fixed.
Milo was in a bad mood. A very bad mood. And she didn't have any large amount of water near her. She could sing if she had a hand fully submerged, or talk if mor Ethan half of her was in water, but there wasn't any water near. So killing them or wounding them with siren song wasn't going to happen.
@AgentFallenSoul

Lila liked the Luck's idea. Introductions were always good for a team to work together.
"I'm Lila. And if you can find a nickname for me, then go ahead, but I doubt you can. But, I'll be your People Person for the evening."
Lila was good with people. Whether it was deceiving or seducing or anything of the like, people were Lila's specialty. And distraction was her best trick. But, then again, you can't ask a magicians daughter to take up sewing very easily. She'll be used to magic around her. And distraction carbines perfectly with magic.
Milo was feeling mixed emotions to say the least. Part of her was happy at meeting new people and part of her just wanted to slaughter them all. Torture them. And sadly the crueler part happened to be the larger. She wanted blood. Blood. But she would have to calm herself. The more crazy she acted the less people would be around her. So no matter what she would have to stay calm. Nicer. She couldn't draw people closer without a good personality. And if people weren't close, no food, not blood, no death, no nothing. Nothing of importance would come from a good personality. Living things were so confusing.
1) He's not my friend.
2) My name's Milo. But, I don't supposed you could've just asked me.

Gah, I'm so sorry. Yeah, not really Ugh. I'm trying to be nice. But it just isn't working.

Milo wrote. She looked at Pallas carefully. Then her stomach growled. She was hungry. And thirsty. But there were people to talk to. This was the reason they banished her. Aside from violent actions, harsh words, she also had no care for life. And she still didn't. But she was supposed to be bettering her personality.
"So what should I do? I could try and figure out more of the security system. But, I mean, over all the plan sounds really good," Lila said, adjusting her outfit. This wasn't totally her style. But she guessed that it was time for an upgrade in jobs. She ran her fingers through her hair in anticipation. This would be fun.
Lila looked at the map, wondering exactly how they would steal this. She then looked around at the other people in the room. These people would be fun to work with. Lila assumed that they would work pretty well. They had a scout. And probably at least one pick pocket and Lila. They should be a pretty good thief team. But she wouldn't know till they started.
Name: Banri "Riri" Marrow

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Appearance: Banri's a tall, slim caucasian girl. She has sea green eyes and extremely pale skin. Her hair is extremely long, perfectly straight and a deep red. She normally wears black skinny jeans, black combat pants, a black tank top, and a leather jacket.

Weapons: Knives. Lots and lots of knives

Known Skills:
-Good at pickpocketing
-Good at deceiving
-Good at throwing knives
-Good at cooking
-Very athletic; fast, flexible, agile, nimble

History: Banri's past is mostly unknown. She doesn't stalk about it much. But she seems to have carried over a few odd qualities from her former life. But her smarts were never questioned. She simply didn't have the greatest childhood and instead stole and worked odd jobs as she lived on the bad side of town. But that's over now. But at least she can make some damn good cake.
Nothing very strong. Just something warm.
Milo wrote. The writing directed at Fate. She noticed her Aqua eye. It was beautiful.
Your eye is very pretty.
She told Fate.
When Milo felt a hand on her shoulder she snapped around, her hand sailing towards Edward's face. She stopped herself shortly before her nails made contact. She wasn't supposed to be killing and causing so much damage. She was supposed to bettering her personality.
My species is mute out of water. So it's a hereditary ability for communication.
Milo informed Edward.
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