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-she giggles just a bit at his comment.-
No Im not, I work as an assassin for some people though cause I need the money. Oh... by the way... I kind of dont like that dragon thing... He seems horrid and... it kind of make my blood boil kowing how he is treating that poor waitress... Poor thing, anyways. Your pick up line could be a little better but thanks for trying
-She leans over gently, kissing his cheek.-

Itaeo

She kissed me! I was on cloud nine!

I'm ashamed to admit it but that was my first kiss. most girls are too afraid to kiss a reaper. I look over to Hector then back to Robbin.

"He's really not that bad." I say out loud to both of them. "He may be a pain in the butt, crude and bawdy old devil but I highly doubt he'd do anything here. He is horrid, you should see some of the stuff he does. just deplorable." I grin up at him then switch to mind speech again.

"An assassin really? I've never met one. We're not all that different then, the only difference is you get paid at the end of the day. I laughed and took her hand in mine.

She smiles just a bit, wondering if really they were not all that different.-
Being an assassin is hard... You live on your own, being alone for so long. Its hard cause you have to be hard headed for it. that really was your first kiss? Hmm, dont I feel special. Hahaha.
-She holds his hand gently, her nails painted gold flash in the sunlight just a bit. Slowly relaxing, her ears perk upward, her tail swaying behind the chair as she looks at him.-

Itaeo

Realizing she had heard that thought I blushed red.

"Yeah, pretty sad right? there's this sick rumor going around that if you kiss a reaper or a reaper kisses you , you'll die. Kiss of Death so to speak. Complete nonsense! As an assassin whats your favorite weapon of choice? mine are these."

I pull out my twin scythe blades held together with a thin chain.

Kiss of death? I highly doubt that is even possible. My weapon of choice depends on what job I must do. But I like yours, they seem intresting to use.
-She leans forward, looking at them closely. Then realizes she was getting a little to close to the reaper. She looks down and slowly backs off. She looks at his face as he had blushed red earlier, then leaning forward she kissed him.-

Holy heaven she did it again! I leaned back quickly.

"your just testing your luck now. It may not be just a rumor." I laugh nervously, this was uncharted territory for me and that fact scared me to death, and Ironic pun but true. I decide to change the subject before I made an ass of myself as usually happened.

"What brings you to this cafe, my lady assassin? a job or a break in between?

She laughs a bit, leaning back into the chair.-
I know there isnt such thing, I would have been dead already. And plus, your lips are soft so they are nice. Haha, anyways, Im just here caus I have nothing else to do. So... sorry about the kiss thing.

-She sits up gently letting her tail rest on her lap as she slowly brushes it with her fingers.-

-she turns her head, sneezing. She shakes her head gently, then rubs her nose. She turns her gold gaze back towards him, wondering if she had bothered him by the kisses she had given him.-

"Morrak." I whined as events unfolded before me. "It's nothing, Seria. Nothing at all." He crooned, sweeping his tail around my ankles. "They're-they're talking about being a-assassins." She trembled. "Seria." He barked. Literally. "You are a wolf rider and what do wolf rider's do? They protect, but mostly, they are brave." I merely nodded at his words, before the terror unfroze around me. I murmured the words of summoning, and my bow and arrow, as well as my sword, appeared by me. I quickly picked them up, paid the bartender, and swiftly left my chair. Trying to listen better, I took a seat in the giant lounge chair, ear craned to listen, though my head wasn't in that direction. She smirked. Looks like some people are getting friendly, here. Thought the young rider.

-Her gold gaze turns towards the girl, staring her down. Her stare as cold as ice, almost as if deadly. She licks her teeth, wondering why the girl sat so close. She let out a low growl, not liking that she was listening to her conversation. She looks down at her wrists, marking glow as she controls her rage towards the girl. She sighs, turning her heartless gaze up towards the lonesome sky, wondering if it really was right to be an assassin for being who she really was.-

Itaeo:

(sorry that I went MIA for a while)

I realize that I had zoned out for a bit on Robin. I snapped back to attention.

"Sorry about that....whats wrong?" I asked as I noticed her intense and not to friendly gaze. I following her eyes to young woman sitting just behind me out of my line of vision. She was staring at the two of us not seeming to realize it was rude. I turned back to Robin.

"What's up with her?"

I flinched, my instincts grabbing my sword. Morrak growled back, obviously going into protector mode. This was so boring, she had better things to do in her home world, fighting the darkness and such. ((Writers block. xP Imma make a Hogwarts rp, anybody interested?))

She doesnt like assassins like me... I dont like her.. As soon as she heard me say assassin she drew her weapons out. -She whispers to him, her gold gaze heartless and cold.- dont worry about it though. Alot dont like me, its best you do the same. -she stands up, slowly walking back into the cafe. Leaving both the girl and him alone outside. My eyes turn soft and sad, then i sit on a chair. My tail curling on my lap as i had done so. Then beginning to think, why had she become an assassin? She didnt know the answer herself, only closing her eyes. She thinks.-

Good. She's gone.[font=american typewriter] She looked around the room, her streaked hair swishing with her. She didn't know many people here- well, she didn't know anybody at all.[/font=american typewriter]

-she sighs, paying her tab. She leaves the cafe, looking down the street. She wished she was back home with her people and guardians. She shook her head, kmowing she had to find her lost brother in this horrid world. She puts on sunglasses, walking down the street towards a car. She pulls out keys from no where.-