Millie: Relaxes my bow "you wouldn't like it if I knocked you out and kept on punching you senseless." I mutter.
Millie: watches Mark "one thing is all I got to say. Family doesn't have to be blood related, it just has to be the people who won't give up on you."
(he got knocked out by Millie, redemption was in order... Besides, future ones will be more fair) Mark: still breathing heavilly, he stumbles back to his feet and hold his arm in pain.
Millie: "Karma. Works wonders." I laugh slightly when watching Mark. I twirl an arrow in my hand as I'm bored.
Millie: Stops twirling the arrow and puts it with the others. I get my uniform out of my bag, its more personalised and is a light grey, closer to white then black. I walk into the shadows, behind some dumpsters and takes off my white top, replacing it with my assassin's top. I switch my boots as well and lace them up. I walk back to my horse and places my white t-shirt and boots in my bag.
Millie: Looks at everyone around the room "we've all done something that makes feel that we should be but we ignore it. We have all been a second chance. So if I were you Mark, run." Draws my bow tighter.