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- Grey "Smile" Edgeworth -

___Standing face to the broken window, hands on his hips, Grey watched what he had done to the castle's window with a single rock, still believing that it was "genius" to have broken it with a rock. He smiled and nodded once before he heard footsteps coming in his direction. Turning around, Smile brought a hand to his chin and gave his surrounding a quick look, as if he was looking for something.
"You'd better hide somewhere."
"Hide? Why?! I ain't no wuss!"
"You'd be more efficient. You do want to end this job quickly so you can put your hands on the money, right?"
"Yeah, but-..."

___The merc's head, still with the hand on his chin, turned to where Esmeralda appeared; he lifted an eyebrow and whistled once. "Oh Mickey, you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind!" He chanted to the castle's mistress. Letting his arm drop back to his side, he took a step towards the lady and bowed his head down lightly, grinning behind his spray-painted mask. "Why hello there! I'm kinda here on a business trip. Do ya, by any chance, know the owner of this wonderful place? I heard her name's Tempus."

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___As Esmeralda indirectly confirmed that she was Grey's target, the merc stood straight and let his head fall lightly, in what looked like some sort of disappointment.
"Well, she's the one. So what are you waiting for? Lets get this over with already, 'mister ninja'."
"Hey hey hey, no rushin' me, a'ight?" Smile sighed to his own mind.

___Silently sighing once more, Edgeworth cleared his throat and looked back at the Lady, perking an eyebrow. "Well... People in th' job call me Smile, 'cause of the mask y'know. And well, ya probably figured why I'm here in the first place anyway: I'm here to take ya down, obviously. Why else would some random guy crash in the window with a sword on his back, eh?" Grey paused for a second, crossing his arms over his chest. Before anyone could slip in a reply though, the man started talking again. "It really sucks, though. Didn't expect such a fine lady like yourself. I mean, well kinda 'cause you vamp girls are all pretty damn gorgeous. Why is that, anyway? I mean, literally every female vamps I have to take down are damn attractive. I mean, hey maybe the guys are as well, but I ain't gay so... Yeah, they don't really attract me. But you girls? Gosh... Ya're all somethin'. I just don't get how come there ain't really ugly ones, or well I haven't seen any so far. Is it because you vampires are actually picky with your food and go suck the blood outta the cute humans?" He paused, bringing a hand to his chin again, pondering for a moment. "That... Would probably explain why I'm still human. But aaaanyway! Yeah, is it that or 'cause people magically turn pretty when you bite 'em? Last vamp I asked told me to go to hell. Too bad he still ended up gutted, eh? Being impolite isn't a good idea when you're an inch from death, y'know. Man he was a pain. Anyway. Yeah... I'm just gonna hate this job... You're a real beauty. Easily in my personal top three vamps! Oh well..."

___Just when the endless and pointless blabbing seemed to be over, the dark one took his hand from his chin to the sword strapped to his back and took it out. A screech broke a short silence, and the blade was now pointed at Tempus. "A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, I guess. I'm being paid for this, so I kinda hafta take you down. So hum... Can I kill you now? Y'know, even though I don't really wann-"
"JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!!"


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Lana followed Maerwynn up to the second floor and was led to the room in which she would be staying. It was quite beautiful. She hadn't seen a room like this since her days in Ireland. At the question Lana tilts her head in thought and then replies, "I actually hadn't thought of that. I really can't say. Perhaps as long as you'll accept my presence here." It was true enough. Lana really had no where else to go.

((Sorry for taking so long to post! ^.^'))

Esmeralda allowed herself a soft smirk at Smile. She would never admit just how amused she was by this unusual hunter. Her stance did not shift, and she regarded him very calmly, refusing to be frightened by this man, no man would ever frighten her again. It was not allowed, not since her husband all those many years ago. ”The only honorable death for a Lady like myself is one in battle. I am not frightened by pain, hunter. I am not sure who said I would enjoy making things easier on men like you; I do not. I will not be dying this century. So either we fight, or you leave…”

Esmeralda smirked, showing how much she considered this hunter foolish. Too many men did this, looked at her, and saw a woman, noble born and bred. She was so much more, oh so much more. She wasn’t about to play nice with him. She tore her over-laying dress off, preventing it from restricting her movement. The fine silk was barely off her skin, revealing her tights, and long undershirt, when she leapt for him. The sword moved with her as she went for the neck.

Esmeralda cocked her head to the side, confused. ”Silence hunter, I am not revealing for you. Though I wager I could outbid on that silly contract you hold,” She said harshly. She eased her position, seemingly to watch his reaction. He was a man, and thus easily distracted by a woman’s figure, and she had learned over the years that men found her appealing. That had been what gotten her in this mess of slayers, hunters, warriors, and secrecy.

Esmeralda leapt back, feeling the blade's sharp edge slice her tights, and leave a thin red line on her leg. A wound, nothing serious, but the first she could recall having in a long time. Her eyes narrowed some, distrustingly. "Only a few hundred thousand? That is hardly much considering my vast estate...." She scoffed mildly. This was the first time she could also ever remembering conducting a business meeting while fighting.

~Lady Tempus~

Esmeralda laughed, amused. Oh yes, she did mess up those numbers, but who could blame her? She was dodging her mercenary, and trying to bargain for her life. Frankly, a few million was nothing to her, she had her castle, and those she sought to guard. This obviously insane man seemed to almost be enjoying the banter more than the fighting, while at the same time, showing off talent with the blade. Clearly his mental state spoke nothing on his fighting abilities. ”Well then, how about 10 million? Another zero that adds quite a bit to your ability…to retire, as you said,” She offered easily. If anyone pointed it out to Esmeralda that she had been pining for death for centuries, she’d ignore them. Death may be her goal, but the devil would not reclaim her so easily. She rolled under the elbow, and attempted to swipe his legs out from under him. ”So what say you, Smile?”