Edolas Event Part 1: Assassin Duo [Riley]

[Battler Myrddin]

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[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #4d2156; padding: 10px;]	[atrb=width, 445, true][atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #fbf49a;] \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/Battler Myrddin /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Edolas Battler woke up with a sore head, finding himself laying on the ground inside a place he didn't know. He didn't even know how he got here. But he at least knew that this place wasn't right. It didn't look like Edolas. In fact, the smell was different. Looking around, he found Riley unconscious as well. That's right, they were both on their way to their next target when something happened, but that was as much as he could remember. Standing up unsteadily, he checked himself to see if he was alright, finding nothing wrong and all of his items and weapons still there. Walking over to Riley, he had a few of his usual nasty thoughts about what he could do while this Riley was unconscious. He would typically only be fighting her while trying to do it because of her being conscious and on guard, but now would be the perfect time. But that would be boring. He'll just make up some lie. Or at least a semi-lie. Kneeling down beside Riley, Battler casually lifted her top to check the color of her bra. That should be enough to stir her up. Flicking her on the forehead a few times to try get her up, he spoke and attempted to get her up. "Oooiiii~ Time to wake up~ I'll give you a morning kiss~ Chuu~" Saying that, he lightly licked two of his fingers to make them damp and feel more like lips before pushing them to Riley's lips to try trick her. Not only that, he blew in her ear before finally moving away, knowing that much would be enough to make her seriously try to kill him (which happens a lot). Drawing his Sword from its scabbard on his left hip, he readied it for a couple of reasons. Riley would probably lash out straight away and also because he didn't know what the place was which could possibly be full of monsters. "Oh, by the way, pink really suits you~"	[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #4d2156; padding: 10px;]
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[Merc]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,425,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #f2f2f2 url(http://static2.grsites.com/archive/textures/lgrey/lgrey007.jpg); border: 5px solid #d4d4d4] AS I WALK IN THE VALLEY OF DARKNESS i'll strive to find my own light Edolas Riley lay unconscious on the ground, her eyes lightly shut as she snoozed relatively peacefully, considering not long ago she was an assassin on a mission. Perhaps she slept so peacefully because she did not fear death, nor did she fear much of anything - aside being perved on by her so called partner. Well, so she claimed. She actually very much enjoyed it, in spite of the fuss that she always kicked up. Feeling a breeze that made her uneasy, her nose twitched a bit, as did her fingers, as she attempted to wake herself, blurry eyes popping open enough to peer at the familiar red headed form looming over her. Her vision darkened, and she closed her eyes, exhaling softly as she tried to collect herself, though in the process she opened herself up to his 'morning kiss', and promptly blew into her eat, making her twitch as a hand instinctively shot out, expecting to grab his throat. Her cheek were a bit red (with delight, not embarrassment), and she popped into an upright sitting position as she hissed softly. "Baaaattleeeeer," she called, in a low, almost sultry tone that he would likely recognize at her 'annoyance'. Her cheek twitched a bit at his comment about pink suiting her, though the only pink she dared to wear was... "You know what color suits you, Battler? The color of your blood!" She yelled, scrabbling to her feet. Riley saw his hand on his weapon and let out a soft 'tch' sound, "how many times do I have to tell you... Don't molest me while I sleep, perv!" She yelled, ruffling her long, black hair rather irritably as she looked around. "... Did you liquor me up and drag me to some weird place again?" RILEY'S MANA REMAINING: /150 ATLAS' MANA REMAINING: /100 NOTES: made by FLOU of GS.

[Battler Myrddin]

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[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #4d2156; padding: 10px;]	[atrb=width, 445, true][atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #fbf49a;] \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/Battler Myrddin /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Battler couldn't help but chuckle a bit when Riley said blood was his color. He couldn't agree more. Keeping his Assassin's Blade in hand and slinging it over his shoulder, he looked around as he heard Riley speak of what she thought had happened. "Oh, I see. Maybe it was Liquor that made me unconscious." Saying that with a face of "Oh, so that's how it was", Battler made a large smile at Riley for a moment before changing his expression to a serious one. "Or so that would be nice if it was true. But there is one thing I know, and that is we're not in Edolas. Through my Blade, I can feel the mana flowing in the air." Swinging it about, he felt uncomfortable. His blade had the enchantment to absorb the mana from another weapons Lacrima Crystal. However, he could feel Mana touching every part of the blade despite there being no Lacrima around. Things weren't right. It definitely wasn't the limited world of Edolas they were in. "Either way, here or there, you're still so defenseless while you sleep~ You didn't even notice me doing this and that to you~" Saying that with an evil smirk on his face, he looked sideways as he held up two fingers in a V shape for Victory, meaning he had succeeded in who knows what. All this to taunt Riley and get some reaction out of her. Because the current situation was hard to understand, all he could do was reduce the tension by doing jokes and pranks. The 24kg worth of weaponry he had concealed in his clothing made no rattling sound as Battler spun on his heel, looking like he was enjoying himself. "The smell of your hair, the softness of your skin, the shape of your body~ Such an amazing experience~" If that wasn't enough to rile her up, Battler would be disappointed. He put his Assassin's Blade to his side as he gripped it with a reverse-grip similar to how one would hold a Kunai. He just had a feeling he may need it in this unknown world and didn't want to sheathe it yet.	[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #4d2156; padding: 10px;]
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[Merc]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,425,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #f2f2f2 url(http://static2.grsites.com/archive/textures/lgrey/lgrey007.jpg); border: 5px solid #d4d4d4] AS I WALK IN THE VALLEY OF DARKNESS i'll strive to find my own light Riley's eyes slowly narrowed as she watched Battler contemplating what had happened before they had woken up (assuming he had fallen asleep at all). She seemed about ready to pitch into him and strangle him to death, but he soon gave up on his little joke, claiming that they were no longer in Edolas - there was magic present in the atmosphere around them. She paused, taking a look around as she moved her hands to her hips. "Where could we possibly be," she thoughtfully murmured, furrowing her brows a bit as she looked around. Admittedly, she still was not entirely sure if he was just playing around and pranking her or not. "T-this and t-that?" Riley asked, stumbling over her words as her face began to turn a deep shade of red. If she were in an anime, she would have likely turned into the human equivalent of a kettle, with steam coming from her ears (and maybe a nose bleed). "Y-you..." Was all she managed to get out at first, and she seemed to sway a little where she stood, though it took only a few moments to collect herself. "Battler, you perv!" She yelled, and with this lunged at him. Surprisingly, she didn't have any weapons in her hands, as she seemed to want to tackle him to the ground. Though, perhaps this was merely so she could strangling the life out of him. That seemed highly probably. RILEY'S MANA REMAINING: /150 ATLAS' MANA REMAINING: /100 NOTES: made by FLOU of GS.

[Battler Myrddin]

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[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #4d2156; padding: 10px;]	[atrb=width, 445, true][atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #fbf49a;] \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/Battler Myrddin /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ With a big grin on his face, Battler kicked off the ground and instead of moving in any direction away from Riley, he instead headed straight for her. He was no match for her, but he at least had pride in the fact that he had an advantage over her. He could easily get under her skin and make her lose her cool. Just like now. Moving forward, he ducked down kicked hard, diving through Riley's legs while going face up, landing with a slide on the other side. Getting up, he brushed the dirt from his clothes then looked towards Riley before sighing. "If only you'd wear a skirt..." With a look of disappointment he shook his head from side to side before suddenly sharpening up. Taking a sniff a few times, he then grinned rather evilly while looking very pleased. He could smell that favorite thing of his. Blood. Not human, but still blood of something. Without looking at his partner, he started running nonchalantly and with ease despite his weight from weaponry. It looked like they were inside an arena, and the smell of blood was coming from the inside of the building that surrounded the main combat area. Running in without a thought or sense of carefulness that an Assassin should have, Battler simply headed towards the blood. After several turns, he found what he was looking for. A human was there and had slain a wild beast that had wandered in. Without another second, Battler turned into Assassin mode and dashed forward, blade drawn, looking for blood. Realizing the situation he was in, he stopped his blade just from the throat of the person who looked unarmed. They needed a guide, and he didn't need to kill this person because they didn't intrude on an assassination. Suddenly, a magic circle appeared around the stranger's hands as they were encased in metal gauntlets equipped with metal claws. Stunned for a moment, Battler jumped back, having a speed advantage over his opponent. An evil smile then appeared on his face. "Hey you.... How did you do that? Tell me, and I'll bleed you quickly."	[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #4d2156; padding: 10px;]
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[Merc]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,550,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #f2f2f2 url(http://static2.grsites.com/archive/textures/lgrey/lgrey007.jpg); border: 5px solid #d4d4d4] AS I WALK IN THE VALLEY OF DARKNESS i'll strive to find my own light Riley was not terribly surprised by Battler's antic, though it did piss her off to no end that he could so easily deflect her actions. Sometimes, she had to admit that she really did regret making him an assassin. It made kicking his ass so much harder, most of the time. He had slid between her legs, and of course made a remark about wishing she had been wearing a skirt. She hoisted her foot, preparing to stomp right on his face, in spite of the fact that she very much enjoyed the teasing. "Clearly you do not remember the time that we had to blend in at that beach resort," she pointed out, bringing down her foot, though he was already out of the way, "I do believe you got a much better look then..." She murmured, more so to herself, as Battler had already gone off to deal with the human that had suddenly appeared. She had to admit, that she were beginning to find everything a bit strange. There was a weird tension in the air that made a stiffness appear in her spine. As Battler tried to attack the person, and a magic circle appeared, she understood why she felt like something was amiss. Her green eyes were a bit wide for a moment, though she quickly made her way to them, appearing behind the one whom had formed the magic circle, one of her daggers in her hand, "that was a very interesting trick, perhaps you should share it with us," she said, pressing the tip of her dagger to the person's side, as she smiled in her usual, somewhat bloodthirsty manner, "or I will introduce my dagger to your rib cage." RILEY'S MANA REMAINING: /150 ATLAS' MANA REMAINING: /100 NOTES: made by FLOU of GS.

[Battler Myrddin]

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[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #4d2156; padding: 10px;]	[atrb=width, 445, true][atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #fbf49a;] \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/Battler Myrddin /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ The man seemed to have no idea what Battler and Riley were talking about, showing a puzzled look as he began to attack. Battler licked his lips as he thought of the blood he was about to draw. The thrill of risking your life, the adrenaline rush it gives you. That was the greatest pleasure he knew of so far in his life and so he sought more of it. Which is why he enjoyed being an assassin. The constant tension of having to stay hidden with being revealed maybe costing your life. Though there was a time when he risked his life for another instead of himself, but that was quite a time ago. He nearly died that time taking the blow for another. It wasn't often he got serious. This wasn't one of those times, but he was looking forward to it. It wasn't every day he got to fight against someone using magic so freely. Running up and exchanging blow for blow, it seemed like they were fighting equally except with the glint of the sunlight, someone observing the battle would see some shiny things around the two combatants. After half a minute of exchanging blows, the two of them stopped and stayed a meter or so away from each other. Battler grinned as he sheathed his blade and held his arms out to either side, fingers spread wide. The opponent was wondering what was going on but didn't pass up a free shot. Just as he drew his fist back and went to dash forward, his movement was halted. It was now visible that there were metal wires wrapped around the Mage, ensnaring him. At that moment, Battler clenched his fists and the wires wrapped around his gloved hands tightened as he pulled them towards him, forcing his opponent to come closer. At that point, the battler was over. It looked like Battler simply delivered two punches into the chest and stomach of his opponent as he was pulled in, but out the other side of the man's body were a dozen or so blades sticking out. The Concealed Weapons that Battler hides underneath his clothes which he uses to sneak in attacks. Some blood splattered on his cheek as the man coughed and lost his life. Retracting his blades and winding in his metal wires, Battler looked satisfied as he suddenly realized something and turned to Riley. "Oh! Sorry, I forgot to leave him alive. But still, the moment he died, his gloves disappeared. It's as if he himself was made of magic." That said, Battler walked casually beside Riley as he wiped the blood from his cheek using a finger and then put it in his mouth. The taste of iron. He had weird tastes (no pun intended) but he didn't want to dirty his clothes so this was the easiest way. Standing in front of Riley now, finger in mouth, he tilted his head as he thought. A few moments later, his saliva-covered finger left his mouth and a glint of light could be seen in his eyes. "An opening!" With that, Battler thrust his finger into Riley's mouth as he grinned rather devilishly. This should brighten his day and make it more enjoyable.	[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #4d2156; padding: 10px;]
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