Hestia: I duck, grabbing the knife from the air by the blade before throwing it back at Nick with slightly better aim and skill, pinning his pants to the ground from his ankle.
Millie: "You wouldn't want to do that." I whisper as I walk towards Mark. I run a hand down his arm, looking at his eyes.
Millie: Raises his chin to look at my face with one hand while moving his arm from Nick's neck with the other. "Because you don't want to kill a meek 15 year old do you? You wouldn't want his blood on your hands, its annoying as it is."
((Slowly realises I have the.. Second oldest(?) assassin.)) Hestia: I cautiously step up to the little group, looking around for Rick before I move in case I get attacked.
Mark: looks into her eyes, somewhat mesmerised. "prey is prey though" he smiles somewhat charmingly. (we found his weakness!!!!)
Hestia: "Lame, I wanted to see blood." I laugh and tie my teal hair up in a small pony tail, keeping my hand on my gun as I put my knives back in their place.
Millie: Hits Mark on the side of his head with the bottom of the handle on the knife in my hand, knocking him out. I catch his body as it collapses and lays him on the floor "what should we do now?" I ask smiling
Hestia: I pull a vapour stick from my pocket and shrug as I suck in the vapour. "I just wanna see blood, and know what the hell just went on." I speak softly, cherry scented vapour billowing from my mouth as I speak.
Hestia: "No, I never see anything like that," I motion to Nicks hidden blade, "unless it's assassin business." I continue to 'smoke' my cherry vapour and pace slowly. "you're clearly not an assassin, are you?" I smirk curiously.
Millie: Slaps Mark around the face "I have a different way of hunting Templars. I have to as half of them are attracted to me so I have to go with the flow."