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[Talon Lord Othrim]

[spoiler=Attack]1d100 rolled for a total of: 24 (24)[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Harker Defence]1d100 rolled for a total of: 52 (52)[/spoiler]

Out of the darkness a slim bolt slices the air. He quickly pulls her to one side and the glinting spike replaces the space where her head was.

"No time, I will find you, now run!"

He turns drawing his sword and brining his pistol up looking for his target.

[CattyVixen]

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Haha.. So, I can either be one of those bitches that say "Oh no, I'm not leaving your side! I can take care of myself".. Or the coward that runs away? ^^
Hmm... I go for the bitch that makes more trouble than they are worth and are in the way all the time! ^^
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Just when she's on her way to run, she realize that running is what she has done her whole life. She has run away from the 'inner deamons', from her own life and from the thing that scares her most. And this isn't what scares her most. Here she has a chance to stop running and do something about her life instead.

"You said you wanted an adventure, Sticky. Well, here we have an exciting adventure! Now guide me through this! Please?" she said, while follow the Inquisitor's gaze and looks up.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Three shadows decend from the roof tops. A sudden bark from Harkers gun forces one to leap aside. They land silently. Two rush Harker and one sprints towards Naomi. Curved blades of darkened steel round it's forearms.

[CattyVixen]

Not intending to show her 'gifts' in front of Mr. Inquisitor Harker, Naomi drew her dagger, holding it in a steady grip in her right hand. Her left hand held Sticky, which she put behind her back.
Truth be told, she did not know what would happen if the staff got damaged. Maybe Sticky would 'die' because of it, or maybe he would be set free. Either way, Naomi was not really interested in finding out. Not right now, anyways. Naomi knew that she was not as skilled with a dagger as she was with her 'gifts', but she didn't really have any other options as it was.

Not wanting to know what her attacker was going to do to her when he reached her, Naomi made her move first. Stepping forward quickly, slicing out with her dagger in an almost desperate attack.

[spoiler=Attack]
1d100 rolled for a total of: 92 (92)
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[Talon Lord Othrim]

[spoiler=Assassin Defence]1d100 rolled for a total of: 6 (6)[/spoiler]

Completly caught off guard by the young woman the masked figure almost looked confused as it looked down at the blood flooding from the slice across it's stomach. A mix of panic and anger filled the assailents eyes as pink, bloody, fleshy tubes began to worm their way out of the body's new opening.

[CattyVixen]

Damn satisfied with her attack in an almost pure desperation, Naomi will not leave her attacker in on piece. He attacked her and her Knight in a not so shiny armor, and for that he would pay with his own life.

[spoiler=Attack]
One more try with her dagger
1d100 rolled for a total of: 66 (66)
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[Talon Lord Othrim]

[spoiler=Assassin Def]1d100 rolled for a total of: 73 (73)[/spoiler]

Aware that his opponant is not as defenceless as she looked he was ready for the follow up strike and with a little quick footwork was able to dodge out of the way of her oncomming blade. With one hand he tried to hold in his intestines while readying himself for the next attack.

Naomi could see the assasin was grevously wounded. She could see that he was struggling to focus on her. He did not attack back only took up a more defensive stance.

[spoiler=ooc] You are still clear to attack[/spoiler]

[CattyVixen]

Naomi tilted her head slightly while looking at him..
"So, did you plan of standing like that for a long time? Because you don't seems to be able to keep it together." She says with a teasing smile.

Looking quickly over to Mr. Inquisitor Harker to make sure he's doing okay. And then turns back to her attacker, and hope to make his end as quick as possible!

[spoiler=Attack]
Don't want him in one piece! At least split in half! ^^
1d100 rolled for a total of: 4 (4)

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[spoiler=ooc]
Oh frak...
This is like I don't know.. the third really bad roll...
What has happened.. Iron shall take those and I shall have the good ones!? ^^
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[Talon Lord Othrim]

[spoiler=Assassin Def]1d100 rolled for a total of: 19 (19)[/spoiler]

Distracted by trying to see what Harker was doing, the Assassin easily knocks her hand aside and with a closed fist punches hard to her jaw...

"Shut your mouth girl!" His voice a harsh whisper.

[spoiler=Assassin Atk]1d100 rolled for a total of: 78 (78)[/spoiler]

[CattyVixen]

[spoiler=Defense]
1d100 rolled for a total of: 67 (67)
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Naomi tries to pull her head back, but the assassins quickness took her by surprise. The punch connects and throws her head backwards, and she staggers a couple of steps.
Frustrated over that she couldn't finish off the assassin, even though he barley could hold in his own intestines, she almost took to using her "gifts", but stopped herself. But it was personal now, because he had been rude to her. She didn't like rude things. Doesn't anyone know about manners anymore? Could it really hurt to be nice? One thing was certain, it would hurt him to be rude!

Filled with anger, she starts walking towards the assassin.
"You rude little cutthroat, do I need to beat some politeness into you?!"

[Talon Lord Othrim]

He begins to laugh at her then staggers backwards a step or two then drops onto his ass, coughing and trying to stop his insides from becoming his outsides. He waved his hooked dagger vaugely in her direction. She could see he was dieing, slowly, painfully, but death would claim him that she was sure of.

"You enjoy his suffering, admit it. you could have ended this quick and clean but you enjoy watching him suffer."
It's voice oozed with melevolant glee.

[CattyVixen]

After a seconds thought, Naomi answered the staff with a cold voice:
"Well I put you in there for revenge and my own amusement, didn't I..?"

As Naomi reaches the soon-to-be-dead assassin, she gives him a factual glance.
"I do hope you have better manners when you're dead!" She says in a state of calmness that is born from chaos of emotions. Then she kicks out with her leg to stomp the man hard in the face!

[spoiler=Attack]
1d100 rolled for a total of: 99 (99)
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[Talon Lord Othrim]

Spectacular Success!!

Her boot catches him right under the jaw and as his head jerks right and back she could hear the snap of his neck. He slumps to the floor in a heap, his eyes staring at the wall behind him.

"Very nicely done" came a voice from her right. Harker was stood with his long blade in hand. "These assassins are famouse for their skills in hand to hand combat and you gutted and snapped his neck with nothing but a small bruise on your cheek to show for it. I fear I have rather underestimated you."

He had several cuts, all not deep but he had bled.

[CattyVixen]

Naomi looked down on the dead assassin, feeling numb and empty when the emotions of the heat of battle had disappeared.

"That is what the majority of people do when they meet me.." She answers Inquisitor Harker thoughtfully while holding her staff behind her back and looking up at him innocently.. "So did he..."
"Soo.. What was all this about?" She continues in a carefree tone.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

"Come with me." His reply calm," it's not safe here out in the open." He gestured towards the open street and began to make his way out into the light of the main walk.

[CattyVixen]

"You know, Mr Inquisitor Harker, you didn't really answer my question..?" said Naomi in a teasing tone as she followed him.
"And correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't the street more open?" she continued. While she was walking, she reached out with the staff against the wall and dragged it over the uneven surface. From the outside, it probably looked like a childish thing to do, but in truth, she did it to annoy Sticky for his earlier remarks...

[Talon Lord Othrim]

He looks to her with almost admiration. Your right the street is more open. However there is also many more people in the street so covert secret assassinations become not so secret."

True to his word the street was busier. Early morning marketeers were begging to set up their stalls in the southern corner of the Executioners Square.

"Well it seems our fates are now twisted together. What plans do you have for your future?


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[CattyVixen]

"And here I thought You had a secret base or something, Mr Inquisitor Harker... But You're just worried about more Assassins from the roof.." Naomi says with a smile.

"Oh and to answer Your question Mr Inquisitor Harker, even though You never answer mine, my goal is to find a purpose. It's first after that I have found a purpose that I will know my plans for the future. For I can't tell You what I don't know, right?"

"So what was all this about? Or is this also a question that once again is going to be ignored? Or maybe it's so common for You to get assaulted by assassins that You don't care anymore?"

[Talon Lord Othrim]

He smiles at her. "I like you Naomi. I will agree to answer the next question you ask truthfully. Providing you choose to join me for a while as an acolyte to the Inquisition under my tutelage. What do you say?"

[CattyVixen]

For the first time in her whole life Naomi stood speechless!
After staring at him a while in silence, she gathered up.
"But... I have nothing at all to give to the Inquisition... I'm just a girl that walks alone with a staff in my hand..." she was shocked.

The truth is that she has nothing to give to the Inquisition. She can't use her powers and survive through them if she walked that way. If she didn't, well then They would wonder what she was hiding...

"Well, if we walk the same direction I wouldn't complain... But I guess my staff would... So sure!"