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Velna (aka Miss Perdue)-

Velna watched as the Sheik left and then looked at her victim.

"Why did you arive so early, Miss Perdue?" Mr. Smith asked looking at her curiously.

"I wanted to surprise you, are you glad." She asked hoping to play her cards right.

"Very much so, but our wedding isn't for a month, I would've thought your mother would not agree to you coming as we planned." He smiled walking towards her. Inside Velna was gaping, had he never met his future wife, even more Miss Perdue was his future wife whoever she was. "I don't have an ounce of regret for our parents aranging our marriage. I have to tell you I was worried there for a little while." Velna mentally shook her head, this guy was insane.

"I was too, but I always felt my family had good taste." She smiled walking past him to the richly decorated fireplace. Mr. Smith walked up behind her. She could feel his breath on her neck.

"It is getting late." She said smiling and turning past him to the door again, "I need to get back to the hotel."

"I won't let you stay there, I can have the servants get a room ready for you and get your stuff." He said walking towards her again.

"I would rather get my stuff on my own. I don't like people touching my belongings." She smiled walking towards the door. "Though I would rather stay here." She smiled back at him. There were to many servants walking around to kill him right now but she had a filling that he would be easy to get away from everyone else. But it would help her disquise to get her things. She would have to do this fast though. She wanted to get back home to see Ryder, and that other Master kept filling her mind. She shook his face out again, why wouldn't his face leave her alone.

She took the carriage back to the hotel and walked into the lobby slowly heading up the stairs to her room.
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I closed my eyes and it all became too clear. What I had done, the brothers I had so mercilessly killed. It was a very strange thing to fall asleep after seeing a blinding light, then waking up surrounded by the corpses of your comrades- covered in their blood. Not knowing why and how that happened, to make you do this, and the only comfort you can feel is that of your tears. To tell you that you are still human.

I opened my eyes, and a vast dark cloud covered my heart again. Trying with every power in my body I tried to forgive myself again. This was nothing compared to that day. The day of the Betrayal.

A slight tear drop dripped down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it away. There was no time for sadness. I had a job to do. I have to help my brothers and sisters.




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Ryder-

Ryder stood punching a punching bag. He had been reassigned missions, and had to wait until some of the others got back before going on his new one. He was bored and didn't knwo what to do. Velna had left with out saying goodbye but she had left a note telling him she was going on her mission. He just hoped she would hurry, he hated it when seh was gone for a long period of time.





*All I had at the moment, waiting for Desprete to post. :D *
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I walked out of the castle to see Ryder, sitting on the ground. I walked towards him.




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Ryder-

Ryder watched as Adilah walked towards him. She was the one that had informed him of his mission switch. He stood up and nodded his hello.

"Something happen?" He asked, it wasn't frequent that he talked to her.
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(Sorry. Is posting now! XD)

Alex:

He saw her. That same stupid girl who had caused him to be late. And yet, she was so beautiful. He had never felt this way before. He had to know what she was doing here.
He grabbed her wrist, flicked it behind her back, and pulled her into the shadows, knife at her neck, before she could even realize it.

"What are you doing here?" he demanded, whispering in her ears, his other hand covering her mouth to keep her from screaming. "You aren't a traitor, are you?" he demanded, forcing the knife closer to her throat. A slight breeze passed through, sending the delicious smell of her hair into his nose. He groaned. She smelt so good! He wanted to cover her with kisses. It was hard, having her pressed so closely against him. He sighed. He was too weak. He couldn't do this. He released her and stalked back to his room, muttering curses.

He heard footsteps behind him after a minute or two. "Great, just great." He mumbled. He spun around, just as he reached his door.

"Is there something I can do for you?" he demanded almost angrily.
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"Nothing is wrong now...but...." I stopped.

"What is it Adilah?" Ryder asked me.

I looked around." I don't know how to tell you but Altair believes the Templar scum are returning...." I finished.




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*disregard my last post.*


Marik saw Adilah speaking to Ryder. Two of the best Assassins in the Brotherhood. He didn't know why they were together but decided to try and find out. He walked out into the sunlight and noticed that his cloak was dusty. He dusted it off.




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Dali:

I noticed that one of the head masters was talking with another master and wondered what was up. Why wasn't Alex talking with them? In fact, where was Alex? I hadn't seen him in a few days...I sighed. He probably just left for his mission already. I decided to figure out what was up. I walked toward the small gathering wondering what would have Adilah so worried...
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Velna-

Velna glared at him.

"Are you trying to get me killed?" She demanded, "You do understand I am an assassin just like you. I'm here on MY mission, what, may I ask are you doing here?" She demanded, no one was coming up the stairs they were safe for now. She wanted to know why he was there and why he had held a knife to her throat, no one held a knife to her throat with out concinces.

**You can have her tell him she has contact with the Sheik if you want**


Ryder-

"They're WHAT?" Ryder demanded, he barely kept his voice down. That just meant more trouble for him. "Why, what do they want this time, can y'all guess?"
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Alex:

"Look, I have a contract. A mission. I thought...I thought you were a traitor. I suppose I was wrong." He ran his hands through his hair. "Do you want to come in here and talk?"

She looked warily. "I promise I won't hurt or harm you in any way, shape or form." He smiled.
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"We're not sure, but a few of our brothers have reported seeing Templar gathering in the cities." I informed them all..


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Velna-

Velna frowned and crossed her arms. "Just because you might be better at fighting doesn't mean I am scared of you." She said firmly stepping into his room. "I have to leave soon, I am expected back at the Smith residence." When she saw surprised leep into his eyes she frowned, "I'm not a traitor, I just get my people a different way then most other assassins do." SHe turned to leave. "And if you see me again, don't call me by my name, it is Miss Perdue. Least that is who they think I am. Now, I need to go finish what I started and get back home."

SHe stopped at the door and looked back at him, "Who are you here to kill, if you don't mind my askin?" Had he been sent here to kill the Sheik, to finish what she had failed at before. If so she wouldn't need to worry about killing him, though she woudl rather be able to kill him.


Ryder-

"THat can't be good." Ryder murmered to himself.



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Alex:

"The sheik, of course." He grinned. At times like these, he loved being a Master. He had more freedom than most assassins and had specifically requested a challenge. She, however, was a big distraction. She was...beautiful to say the least.

"You are welcome here as long as I am staying." He smiled. Impusively, he reached toward her hand, drawing her into a hug. She was warm...comforting. The smell of her hair was intoxicating. He stepped away abruptly, flushing deep red. Why had he just done that?! She was probably about to murder him now. He cursed himself in his head. Why was he suddenly chasing, instead of being chased? He had to get her out before she blew up.

"Um...hope your mission goes well." He pushed her gently out the door, closing it in her face. Alex leaned back against the wooden frame as soon as she was out of sight. He felt weak, and yet wonderful. How could this stinkin' happen?! He groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. He had a job to do. He quickly threw on black, disguising his face as well. Instead of going through the door, he opted for the window. He did not want to see how Velna, aka Miss Perdue, was going to react.


Dali:

I heard the broken conversation and was instantly curious. "Are the Templar's returning?" I asked, straining to hear every word.
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Velna-


Velna's anger rose, he was here to kill the Sheik. THen when he pulled her into a hug for no stinkin reason she nearly hit him, but she kept her cool. He pushed her the door and closed it. She walked to her room, her anger flaring. She needed to get back to her house. She carried her stuff out of the hotel and put it on the carriage then was taken back to the Smith residence. She walked up to the room a servant took her too.

"Can you please have Mr. Smith come meet me in the waiting room?" She aske sweetly. The servant nodded and dissappeard. She walked to the waiting room and stood in front of the window.

She heard Mr. Smith's footsteps come into the room, but he wasn't alone. She turned around. The Sheik stood there a smile on his face.

"It is good to see you again, Miss Perdue." He smiled,

If he is here, then, then that master is here. Her stomach fell. Would he mess her mission. She hoped not.

"And you," She curtised. Mr. Smith walked over and smiled at her.

"The servant said you wanted to talk to me?" He wispered looking out the window behind her.

"It can wait." SHe replied, her eyes scanned the room. Was he hear already, could she possibly kill Mr. Smith and then leave before he showed up?
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