Lex: *climbs onto roof, looks around, looks at time written on card*
Bilal: *crouched on a rooftop nearby, slips into shadows* Qui etes-vous?
Lex: *spins around, unsheaths dagger, swallows* Je suis Skandar Tazim.
Bilal: Thank you for coming. You are not from here, are you, Skandar?
Lex: Um... No, no, I'm not. *was not expecting that* You knew I was coming?
Bilal: I know everything in this city.
Lex: *shivers* Oh. ...That's, um...that's good to know. *grips dagger tighter* You're Nightrunner, huh?
Bilal: Yes, I am.
Lex: *spreads arms* I'm the deadly hooting night-sparrow.
Bilal: A pleasure to meet you.
Lex: Yeah...um...salaam alaykum.
((What should I do in my post?))
((As Liz or Bilal?))
((=w= Liz is your character. And Bilal is a Muslim Paris-born vigilante from the slums who's suffered from police violence and saw his best friend's dead body when he was sixteen. He was just greeted by a strange with the traditional greeting between Muslims, by the way.))
Bilal: Wa alaykum salaam.
Lex: *smiles a little* Heh. Well, that was a lucky guess. Who's more submissive of the two of us, d'you think?
Bilal: That--*there is a scream*
Lex: Looks like it's hero time! Let's go! *runs toward the scream*
Bianca: *getting mugged* HELP!
Lex: *sheaths dagger, unsheaths hidden blade, drops on the mugger*
Bilal: *punches the mugger onto Lex*
Lex: *falls over with the dead weight on top of him, shoves it off* Dude, what the hell?
Lex: He was kind of dead before, y'know. *shows hidden blade* Or didn't you notice?
Bilal: Yeah, yeah.
Lex: *snarls* That's all you gotta say, Frenchy?
Bianca: Thank you.
Lex: You're welcome, but not right now. *stalks over to Bilal* I said, is that all you've got to say, Frenchman?
Bilal: I am not used to a partner.
Lex: ...I JUST KILLED SOMEBODY.
Bilal: *covers mouth* Yell louder. I don't think the cops in Montmartre heard you. *looks at Bianca* Go home, girl, and forget what you saw tonight. Lex: *squirms* Bilal: *clamps hand tighter over mouth* Do not make me knock you out. *hops up to roofs*
Lex: *flails* Put me down!
Bilal: We do not kill.
Lex: *looks at him, sighs* Reflex. I mean, because, y'know...ASSASSIN.
Bilal: Still, we do not kill.
Lex: *narrows eyes*
Bilal: Please refrain from killing.
Lex: Or you'll do what? Snap my arms?
Lex: Oh, really? Try me.
Bilal: I would rather not.
Lex: Why? Afraid I'll beat your sorry French a** into the pavement a few stories down?
Bilal: I do not beat up on my allies.
Lex: *socks across jaw* Too bad! I do!
Lex: *kicks legs out from under, pins down with arms over head, grips hips iwth knees*
Bilal: Why are we fighting?
Lex: Because you're an a**!
Bilal: That is not--*another scream* Later! Bianca: *getting beaten up* Bilal: ...Scum like these do not deserve life.
Lex: OH FOR ******** SAKE! *drops down onto the men, runs blades through their necks*
Bilal: That was called for. Bianca: *sobbing*
Lex: BAISE TOI, ASSELAH! *drags Bianca up, looks at her with sternest father face imaginable* Go. Home. Right. Now. *opens up a portal, shoves her through* *looks at Bilal, slugs him again*
Bilal: What was that for?!
Lex: Because in American we don't hit little girls, so I figured I'd beat up the cockless wonder instead!
Bilal: ...You'd hit a child?
Lex: ...Are you calling yourself a child?
Lex: Good. *kicks in gut*