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Jason chuckled. "Of course, my dear." He replied to Alice, smiling as he did. "You are an Asylum after all. It was just a jest." When Alice vouched for him and their sudden attacker back down, he sighed in relief. He would have hated having to draw his weapon for a simple misunderstanding, and he appreciated that while they had only just met, the English woman beside him was at least willing to offer him her support.

"Thank you for that... Now I really will have to take out on a date as thanks once we get topside." He offered with his usual poise and charm, before regaining his serious look. "For the moment, let's go find that annoying little brat we call a Chrono. Shall we?" He bent his elbow out as if to escort her down the tunnel, but his other hand was already holding his staff and quite ready to fight.
Fiora didn't bother responding to Smartass's comment. Her rifle already had its safety off and if it wasn't for the fact that Aiden had moved in her line of fire, she would have taken down a handful of the Kings already. Just to prove a point, she fired a round past his ear and into the head of a King that was running for him. She was quite certain he was going to yell at her for it, but right now she had more pressing concerns.

That was when she noticed a little ledge she could perch herself on just a little off to the left, and hanging just out of reach. As long as the Kings were only using swords, that position would serve her reasonably well. She took off at a run and cleared the height in a single jump, pulling herself up and seating herself comfortably before resuming her aim again. She noticed the medic was firing a pistol and staying close to her partner, so she was in good hands for now, at least. Though the quiet girl supposed her new friend might need more firepower soon.

Hopefully it wouldn't come to that, but Fiora still had two pistols and throwing one to the medic wouldn't hurt her own combat ability too much. The girl kept an eye on the group as she fired, pulling the trigger once and opening her non-master eye to scan the space before resuming her next shot. It was the first lesson she had learned when mastering her rifle - letting her world shrink to whatever was within her sniper scope was a deadly mistake. She kept adjusting her field of fire to cover whatever her allies couldn't, and making a bloody nuisance of herself for the advancing enemy.
Stryder said
Hmm, maybe


Do it. Worst case scenario, you get banned xD
Hikari smirked as she heard him praying he wasn't about to make a huge mistake as he opened the door. He hesitated but took the initiative anyway, which meant he wasn't taking her interest or signals for granted. That was a good sign. She giggled as he entered as if he expected her to scream or shoot him. "I do like guys who aren't afraid to make a move." She commented with a sly grin.

She was standnig there in her underwear, her outer layer of clothing already on the floor, but she took a step back towards the shower as she removed her bra. "I guess my shower's big enough for two." She took another step back and this time her panties fell to the floor. "and I don't mind sharing..." She crooked a finger at Ironsight and beckoned the archer to join her as she took the final step into the cubicle and turned on the hot water.
DeathstrokeSW said
"You've got questions, I can tell. What do you want to know?"


Reaper said
"What happened to your eye? Where have you been? You're the only one who didn't keep in touch when everyone else left to do their own training or... deal."


...sigh. I'm sorry but I have no wish to post just one paragraph repeating what my characters already said.

And my last post was as PG as I could muster... Stry I hope you don't have a heart attack xD
Stryder said
I feel like Hikari counted on this


Maaaaaaybe
"Good, it'd be a pity to leave you here on your own." Nightingale replied with a smile, before leading him over to her bike. "Hold on tight." That was the only warning she gave, feeling him wrap his arms around her waist as instructed. She kicked the bike into gear and sped back to her apartment, right above the bar she owned. She was still in her armour, so she opted to park in the alley first.

She removed her armour, revealing the tank top and leggings she was wearing underneath. She quickly pulled on a jacket and a skirt over them from her duffel bag, slinging it over her shoulder as she turned to Ironsight. "Well, I'm not wearing a mask now, so no point leaving my identity secret. My real name is Hikari Shirogane." She introduced herself before leading him through the door. "You don't have to let me know your real name, just keep mine to yourself."

Ironsight drew a few stares as she brought him up to her small one bedroom apartment above the pub, but it wasn't the first time Hikari dragged someone in all beaten up and the staff were used to it by now. In fact, they assumed that was the case any time she used the back door instead of the front. "Well, Here's my little nest." She welcomed him in. It seemed her assistant had come up here to help clean the place every now and then, because other than the stuffiness of the enclosed space, the place was pretty pristine.

She led Ironsight into her bedroom, and gestured at the bathroom. "Door's open, just use it if you need it." She commented absentmindedly, perfectly natural as if it was no big deal a Sentinel - a boy - was in her room. Well, it really wasn't. Hikari opened her closet and began digging around for clothes that would fit Ironsight and be fashionable enough to wear to whatever nightclub he had in mind to visit. Though it probably meant her current casual wear wasn't going to cut it either.

She found a plain tuxedo, from one of the Halloween events she had held at the bar. It seemed about the guy's size, so she laid it out on the bed and beckoned for him to change. She did the same, finding a dress she liked and wouldn't restrain her in a fight. She pulled out a clubbing dress she hadn't worn in a while and brought it with her into the bathroom, peeking over her shoulder at Ironsight before smirking and walking in.

"You don't mind if I take a shower first, do you?" She didn't wait for an answer before closing the door, but didn't lock it. It wasn't exactly an invitation, but Hikari was a tease and if he didn't notice or was too gentlemanly to peep, well she liked nice guys as well as bad boys.
Rachel had just reached the entrance of her hideout when she felt someone's presence. Her first instinct was to reach for her gun, but when she heard Grant's voice, she relaxed and chose not to draw. She turned around to see Ravager and gasped when she noticed he was missing an eye. Most of the Titans had left for one reason or another after Mason's death and the events that followed, but none of them returned missing body parts.

"Grant. It's been a while." She moved forward and gave him a friendly hug. "What happened to your eye? Where have you been? You're the only one who didn't keep in touch when everyone else left to do their own training or... deal." He'd probably been following her for some time and waited for her to arrive at her hide out before making himself known. She kept her place a secret even from the Titans for a reason.

Still, an abandoned subway system was hardly the place for a chat. She usually accessed her hideout from an underground garage, but it was connected to an old apartment complex. She gestured to the stairway. "Let's talk on the roof."
RumikoOhara said
Hi Reaper sweety


Is it bad that I know where that gif is from
Yan is free in the mansion if you'd like to talk to her.
She's on her way back to the city now, so either on the way it at the entrance to her hideout. Don't expect a BFFs reaction though. He has disappeared for months and they haven't spoken since.
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