Thread: Inalt

Altair Name Nickname Altair Silverra The Grand Eagle, The Young Protg Attire Black medieval doublet accented with red. Black over tunic with a hood. Black pants and boots. Weapons Twin katanas on his back hidden by his coat. Twin wristblades. Poison and sleep darts. And some throwing knives All hidden Location Inalt town square Tagging Alexandria, Anyone Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. Altair could feel eyes on him but it wasn't menacing or even threatening in the least just... watchful. It was the cold shiver of an assassin staring down on you from above. It was a shiver he was quite used to. No matter how capable of a guild master he was the entire guild looked out for him making sure he didn't fall into any traps. It was the feeling and sense of belonging to a family a tight knit one. His eyes drifted to a roof top wondering briefly if he should have his men stall Ms. Donnellys bodyguard. He could be a possible nuisance soon based off what she told him. But Altair welcomed the challenge and sent his overseer on his way. The sound of words brought him back to the situation he was already in. Luckily he caught her words just as she began her sentence to hear the appreciation in her words. She wanted to see beautiful ships to match a just as beautiful ocean. His own personal ship? Would it be a good option? As far as he could remember all evidence of his other life was off of it by now. It would be a good treat for her. Maybe a short ride? Ah yes the ships are quite exquisite. As for your watch dog Im more than capable of being crafty. In Inalt if you arent crafty youre pretty much exposed to anything. You might even pick up a few of my tricks today. He chuckled at the thought of him passing on a few tricks from the dark arts without her being any wiser. It might even help her in the future when she was on her own. On her own? Would she really be even beyond his mission he was more interested in her than before he started. She would be on his radar in the future that was for sure. He would watch her from the shadows. Run into her accidentally maybe even take her on a date if he got the chance. For his own selfish reasons as well as for the good of the city. The question was would what would happen when she was cleared and her adoptive father out of the spotlight? Could he continue taking an interest in her? He wouldnt mind not in the least. Altair answered her question smiling brightly. Of course I can probably do it with my eyes closed. The jest was completely true however. Walking through the streets with his eyes closed dodging civilians was childs play. He walked through the streets confidently making the right turns. He took the shortcuts to avoid crowds of people and easily made the trip to the Azure comfortable for both of them. Mikey Name Nickname Michael Silverra Mikey Attire White short sleeve shirt. Black jacket with a hood. Black pants. Weapon Twin Daggers. Throwing knives. Location Inalt town square Tagging Anyone Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. There was nothing more fun than pissing off the guards and running away. They were usually passionate enough about their jobs to chase him through the streets to catch the street rat. It was a nice way to pass the time when he was bored in with his daily crusade to help the poor. Clearing through the square was easy Leos skills were based in an old style. Before the comet it was called Parkour the idea of being able to get over or around an object without losing momentum or losing only a little. Easily with skill he flipped over stands and slid across table tops. One look behind him was a scene of destruction. The guards stumble and crashed into things trying to get to him. It was a pitiful sight and Leo was sure they would be paying for the cleanup and repairs later. That thought made him stop and laugh and even let the guards catch up. With two jabs to the stomach and a roundhouse kick he knocked down one guard easily. However the others were closing in too fast and by this time more city officials had been called in. If he didnt do something quick he was going to get caught or worse arrested. Leo wished he would have brought some smoke bombs or even some paralysis darts. Drawing some throwing knives he threw them rapidly. They werent aimed to kill just to scare. Most of them dropped to the floor to avoid being hit. But of course the ones with more pride pressed forward to be the one to capture him. With a sigh he easily put them down. He sent knives into their legs just above the knees. Leo was careful not to hit any arteries or major veins that would have killed them. But they did drop momentarily paralyzed enough for him to jump right over them. His actions also helped to break up the larger group that had just arrived. Some dropped down to help the injured guards. The others continued the hot pursuit and fell right into Leos game and would eventually fall into his trap.