with a victorious smirk, Simon's Jedi empathy could feel the slight shift in Valincia's unease. not completely but a small bit was enough for him. when hearing the bard ask her if she could sing, Simon couldn't help but chuckle "well, if your singing is that good you'd accept a stranger's request to sing, then i most certainly feel this will be a very good performance" he said watching her leave but then heard the two men speaking of their mistreatment of enslaved people and golems they had. Simon bowed his head down as his eyes shaded over his eyes, covering them from view as he clenched his fist, trying his hardest not to ignite his lightsaber then and there "there is no emotion, there is peace ... there is no emotion there is peace" he muttered to himself trying to calm his emotions but, unbeknownst to him, his eyes flashed white for a split second. nothing had happened at the party but somewhere, somehow ... those two snobs had just lost their workforce. though Simon did not know this, he seemed to feel slightly better. as he aimlessly walked around like a bored noble, he decided to do some digging and walked up to one of the guests wearing an interesting red outfit "the owner of this place sure has great tastes, no wonder this city is so well known. wealth, power, respect ... I'd be shocked if anyone caused trouble here" he said as the guest scoffed"the regular riff-raff do tend to trickle in, sadly ... makes me sick. rumor has it there's a Witcher locked up for starting a brawl"he said as Simon inwardly smirked but his face actually mimicked the scoff "a Witcher? you'd think they'd forbid them all together throughout the land" he said as the guest just groaned"oh if only ... personally i cannot wait for the burning, too bad they postponed it, only our gracious host knows when that will be. the anticipation is killing me ... w-who are you again?"he asked but Simon subtly waved his hand using a Jedi Mind Trick "you never saw me nor remember we spoke" he said as the guest just shook his head"i ... um"he muttered before turning away confused but Simon just grinned a bit and kept walking and maneuvering through the crowd
✗I'm a daughter of demon king... ✗I'm also daughter of human miko...
While dancing with mid or late 20s man, Mitsuki picked up two men talking about enslaving rock golems and women, in her mind she frown upon them. She have to keep herself composed, while dancing with her dance partner, "Gosh, those people in this realm are worse than demons," she thought to compare of demons and humans, and finds those humans in this realm were worse. "Say, I just notice something," the male spoken to her as she looked at her dance partner curiously, "Hmmm..." she hummed, "Your eye color, it looks gray, but when I look closer I can see the hint of blue," he pointed out about her silver blue eyes. Mitsuki quickly think of the excuse because she knew it will be really bad if he mistakenly thinks he's dancing with demon in human disguise. She shyly looked away, "Oh umm... some people say it looks blueish gray, but it's very difficult to tell the difference. So it's actually blue. It's a common mistake from many people," she replied about her eye color, yet it was a bit of truth because humans couldn't tell the difference. The man seems to buy that, "Your right, it does look difficult to tell, he agreed just as they stopped dancing and he escorted her out of the dance floor, "Since you are here, or maybe you just arrived, you might already heard of a Witcher will be burn alive soon, and hopefully after the party," he added about the Witcher, then grinned that he hoped execution will be start soon. Mitsuki never heard of Witcher, but she pretend to be interested. She gave him a puzzled expression through her naive silver blue eyes, "A Witcher?""The bloody b****d caused a lot of trouble from what I heard, and he is finally locked up by Eternal Flame," he replied as he grabbed the goblet of wine to start drinking, sadly he was completely oblivious his young dance partner he's talking to, is not just the half demon teenager, but the assassin. She continue to pretend be interest and keeping herself compose, while mentally disapprove his poor choice of word. She glanced her silver blue eyes around to see if elderly scarred man, but he seemed to laid his eyes on Layla. She glanced at Echo, he seems to enjoy talking to bunch of young women, who also take the notice and glanced at Mitsuki to let her know he will take care of it if he learn anything.
... I'll try protect them by my demon side✗ ... I will help them with my human side✗
●.."I am Darkslayer." My Family name and a phrase to call humanity together in times of great injustice. My Ancestors lead humanity into a new world and we have been Legendary ever since.. ●
Valencia followed the bard to the stage. Attracting the gaze of almost every man along the way. One man ended up with a glassful of wine to the face from their angered partner. Valencia chuckled but kept her composure as the wine she sipped calmed her nerves. Making sure not to overdo it, she left the half empty wine glass on a table. They approach the stage, which I imagine is just before you go through the doors to the indoors. "Right this way... Let her pass." The bard kindly escorts her backstage past a couple guards.
Once there, the bard leads Valencia to two other women. Both fair skinned but one was redhead and the other, brunette. They both were dressed like chantresses and were beautiful women. "Good news! I may have found a temporary replacement for Cydea." The dark haired woman looked at Valencia suspiciously then back to her friend. "Are you certain you want to press this, Dimitri? There will be other times you can perform your piece and I know you want this to be perfect..." Valencia looked puzzled as the bard named Dimitri hastily handed her the sheet music to his piece. "Yes I do but I do not think we will have another chance." Valencia was reading over the sheet music when the blonde chantress asked, "How long has it been since you sung, Miss...?" She didn't look from the paper but replied. "Valencia. Unfortunately it's been too long. However, I could manage this if we could begin some vocal practice right away." As she practiced in what little time she had, Valencia recalled her singing lessons her mother taught her which helped her rehearse.
In about 20 minutes it was time to perform. Valencia and the chantresses hurried to the stage with some small hand instruments. Dimitri, holding a lute, sat with the others who played similar instruments. He was the one to begin the song then the rest of the band followed their parts.
I imagine the people would begin to dance with high energy just before the stage near the end. Skipping, twirling and rotating around each other in rhythm to the drums and chants. Valencia also dances as she chants her parts.
Aussie Srives
Marcus Emrys
MikuHinata1
Guenivere Orion
Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2020 8:50 am
Theme:Here ...Seeing as these are blurred I guess I wont be answering that... ●...If only I could figure out what happened... ●
Layla observed the high energy in the place it seemed that not very long after they had been conversing music began to play and people were joining into dance she turned her attention to the folk that began to go about twirling in hand to the sounds of the music a younger man of her age approached and asked her merrily, "Would you wish to dance with me beautiful lady?", she could smell the wine coming from hsi breathe his eyes which held lust in their gaze had an overly excitement to them as she snickered softly at his response, "Perhaps.. but I feel you are to young for my taste", she told him, as the male looked confused as he asked, "To.. young?", he then drifted off to find some other woman to dance with Layla turned her attention behind her as she and the general were nearly left alone, "Don't like to dance?", she commented with a sideways glance at him as she sipped on her cup, the small talk was the only way into a gateway of conversation especially in this society.
Vin had the perfect plan, everything was ready as he pulled a waiter away, a silent takedown within the grass maze as he changed his outfit to the waiter's who was surprisingly his size though, unfortunately, he still had to wear the tight pants that didn't leave anything to the imagination. Tossing the now knocked out waiter into the bushes, the demigod grabbed the tray off the ground, grabbing the two wine glasses before replacing the wine with the Seven Wonders Whiskey. Walking out to the party, he kept himself hidden as he walked through the crowd of people. The sound of Valencia's voice echoing through the party so beautifully that it really did surprise the demigod as he thought to himself,'A divine lady...who has a dragon god friend...probably older than the old man..and now we find out she's a great singer...yep, she's alright." "Here you go, sir..", Vin, just after having that thought, handed the general the wine glass of whiskey which gave the general a raised eyebrow before immediately getting distracted by the beautiful woman with emeralds in her eyes and hair that made goldilocks jealous. "Not much of a dancer, no..", the General spoke up as he took a sip from the wine, figuring out that this was NOT wine as he accidently swallowed it,"Ugh...I'm going to fire that Waiter..who puts whiskey in a wine glass.." Vin, who was walking away, kept things in check from which he began to overhear something interesting. Talking to Mitsuki, a man was talking about a witcher that was locked up and waiting to be executed by the Eternal Flame which he knew that he couldn't let that happen. With that, Vin placed the tray down onto the nearest table before taking the wine glass and gulping the whole glass which...probably wasn't the greatest idea. He began to feel like the women were looking at his tight pants which only made him sigh as he walked into the house. Rubbing the back of his neck, he began to think about what had happened back in the realm of Code Vein,'Sh!t...not now.." Walking up the stairs, keeping himself not very suspicious, the demigod walked into one of the rooms of the house as he closed it right behind him. Shaking softly, he began to see visions of in his head of what is happening to Jezebel. The torture was...intense as he could feel it all in his body. He felt as if he was shocked by a thunderbolt as he fell to the ground, sitting in the corner in a room where he was alone which meant he was clear to try and wasn't going to be detected. Breathing a little hard, he looked around to see exactly where he was as it looked like...some kind of office? His eyes grew wide as he figured out exactly where he was. The Butcher's Office..
hearing the band start up and Valencia sing, Simon couldn't help but think they'd do well in Nar Shaddaa nightlife, the music was pretty catchy. 'though still not as catchy as the Hu' Simon mused in his mind as he smiled and moved his head to the music.
time seemed to stop as everyone was frozen and Simon frowned, feeling a dark foreboding in the back of his neck which moved down his spine and to his core: a disturbance in the Force. he wasn't sure what to do but this feeling could not be ignored so he moved through the party guests trying to find the source of the disturbance before coming to a door. he couldn't seem to open it, even when trying to use the Force to open the primitive lock. with a frown, Simon turned back around to try to go back to his spot before time froze when he he saw another room all together: it was wide, open aired, and with a 2000 foot drop below. ahead of him was an interictal designed throne which, like the room, was empty "what's going on?" Simon asked as his voice echoed as a deep, malevolent disembodied voice chuckled calmly"a simple exchange of words"the voice said, one that Simon heard before as he activated his lightsaber "the Sith Emperor" he said as the voice spoke again"the Sith? oh they are nothing ... just pawns, same with the Jedi and the Republic ... all needed for the constant fuel i need for my immortality ... i am beyond Sith or Jedi. my true Empire is the one you shall face"Valkorian said as Simon spun around trying to find the source of the voice "beyond Sith and Jedi, huh? says the voice in the shadows too afraid to face me" he said as Valkorion just chuckled"so says the child who thinks himself a warrior ... but ... you understand: light, dark, Sith, Jedi ... they are only titles ... the only thing that matters is power, and those who are weak or strong to seek it"he said as Simon only smirked "this how you plan to kill me? talking me to death?" the Jedi asked"no ... i find that existence is much more entertaining ... with you in it"the Emperor said making Simon scoff "flattering, really" Simon said still with his guard up"you and my Wrath will shake the stars ... we need not be enemies ... i can share my knowledge with you both, and more ... all you must do is kneel"he said as Simon scoffed "share? you don't share anything! you consume and destroy ... i will never kneel to you" Simon said still spinning around before coming face to face with Valkorian himself and Simon jumped backwards, ready to fight as the Emperor shot a blast of lightning, stronger than ever that he had seen, towards him. instinctively, Simon put his arms up to try to protect himself and the world, along with himself, was engulfed in a bright white nothingness as the voice of the Emperor spoke one last timethink on my offer ... we will speak again in person soon
when the song ended, Simon had his hands in front of him just like in the vision but his lightsaber was still on his belt. confusion was etched on his face as the crowed applauded the group and Valencia and Simon slowly lowered his arms and leaned against a table and sat down quickly trying to control his breathing 'this is bad ...' he thought, relaying what he just learned in his head 'the war ... it's a trap'
✗I'm a daughter of demon king... ✗I'm also daughter of human miko...
Mitsuki and her seemly drunk drunk partner turned their attention to bard and chantress, which Valencia was singing. She was impressed, maybe members of Vocaloid will be praise Valencia if they were here. She smiled fondly when she thought of Vocaloids, she knew Miku didn't want to be found by Daichi and his alliances, as for rest she haven't heard of them for a while. Her dance partner looked at Mitsuki, "You want to dance again, m'lady?" he slurly offered her to dance once more, although Mitsuki's can easily tell he's drunk by the smell of his breath. She wondered what kind of alcohol he drank, and this realm, "Umm, are you okay? You look like you drink very heavy," she asked him in concern tone, and not afraid what's in her mind. He brush it off, "I am fine, it's a wine!" he exclaimed to claim it's a wine. Mitsuki gave him both concern and doubtful look, so she looked at the goblet and grabbed his wrist to look in the goblet. She recognized the smell, Meiko and Haku used to drank it one night and came back to their dorm completely wasted, "You drank whiskey," she pointed out in disappointing tone, she crossed her arms, "I'm sorry, but I have to turn it down because you might mess up the dance rhythm," she politely turned down and lets go of him. The man was about to grab her, but he's too drunk to do so. Mitsuki guided him to outside and set him down against the tree before he completely passed out. She shook her head in annoyance, "What kind of whiskey is that?" she muttered and was about to head back to the party, she noticed Vincent walking up the stairs. She rose her eyebrow, so she scanned around the crowd, they were paid attention to Valencia and chantress, and found the door close to the stairs. Echo was dancing with one of noble women, while others were eager to be next. She used her fast walk silently to the door, and walked up the stairs without any detection. Upon the upper floor, Mitsuki uses her sixth senses to track Vincent, she walked down the hall and facing the door where he entered. When she reaches the doorknob and about to turn it, but suddenly she picked up the presence from behind and felt something sharp poking on her back. All of sudden, she grabbed the unexpected intruder to disarm the weapon. She grabbed the sword and restrain the intruder, then pressed the sword against the throat, but not hard to draw the blood. The intruder wasn't expected to be restrained by the young girl, "Easy, easy!" he said as he raised his hands. Mitsuki looked at what he's wearing, so she guessed he might be a rouge. She released him, but holding his sword, "You are good at sneaking around, but you have a lot to learn to figure out which one is disguise or not," she praised his stealth, but he has a lot to learn. The rouge looked at her for a while, but he slowly realized, "So I'm assuming you are either a thief or rouge in the disguise, looking for something or someone hired you," he assuming she's either a thief or rouge in hire. Mitsuki handed his sword back, then shook her head with a soft smile, "Not a thief. Rouge... I guess you could say that, only kills the target who controls the freedom," she replied as she turned around and turned the doorknob to open it. Rouge realized she was more than rouge, so he followed her in. Mitsuki observed the room, it looks like the office. She looked outside of the room to make sure it's clear before she closed the door quietly, then she saw Vincent at the corner. Before she can speak, but the rouge spoken out, "This is the Butcher's Office, I don't know how the assassin let the little girl like you become one of them. You must've came here for a reason," he spoken out before he start scouting the desk. Mitsuki looked at him for a while, yet surprised she and Vincent ended up in Butcher's Office and he found out she's an assassin, "It's a long story, but we need the map of stronghold where he kept the prisoner," she replied, then she squat down in front of Vincent, while rouge hummed in interest, "Vincent-san, you okay?"
... I'll try protect them by my demon side✗ ... I will help them with my human side✗
●.."I am Darkslayer." My Family name and a phrase to call humanity together in times of great injustice. My Ancestors lead humanity into a new world and we have been Legendary ever since.. ●
Valencia danced marryly as she chanted. In her right hand she shook a hand maraca as she vibes to the rhythm of the drums and bagpipes. Near the end, all the musicians tapped their heels on the stage to the beat and the chantresses clapped their hands.
Valencia and the chantresses ended the song with a graceful bow as the crowd applauded them. Valencia, out of breath, stood up straight and walked off stage with the chantresses. The musicians except for Dimitri remained and played more relaxed music. Not even a minute after getting off stage, Vae began to feel a familiar soreness due to her lack of practice. "You knew this was gonna happen, dumbass!" Valencia sighed as she grabbed a glass of water and took a drink. Dimitri was talking excitedly with the other two chantresses. Valencia was making sure she could still talk but clearing her throat was painful. However she didn't bother to stick around and Valencia left the back stage. "Well that was fun! Haven't sung in awhile but I forgot what that kind of energy was like... I'll remedy this when we get back." Valencia then went to find Simon as she hoped the others we're doing well.
Theme:Here ...Seeing as these are blurred I guess I wont be answering that... ●...If only I could figure out what happened... ●
Layla decided to take this opportunity to engage in a conversation with the man already seeing Vin slip away she assumed was to find out information on where Artis was, her eyes slid back to him,"Not one for whiskey? I find it awful myself.. a rich wine is more my taste..", she edged closer repositioning herself beside him as she continued to watch the performance til the end and the regular music resumed,"I hear they caught a witcher.. being.. born a foreigner.. I was rather curious as to what this.. Witcher was", she said turning to him now giving him a curious expression as she sipped her drink in a sensual way hoping to get his attention on her and nothing else while her friends did quick work.
Sitting in the corner for a little while, Vin tried to calm himself with the anxious feeling as commotion was being muffled by the glorious music played beautifully by Valencia. It was strange how beautiful it was as he watched the door fling open, moving enough out of the way to not hit him as he saw Mitsuki and someone very unfamiliar appear. Vin quickly pulled out a knife from his boot to keep his guard, hiding it under his forearm as he wondered who this man was before being asked if he was alright by Mitsuki, who he thought of as a sister in a way,"I'm umm...yeah..I'm alright. Just having some..problems..but I did stumble apon that though.." Meanwhile, back outside where the music was ending, the butcher only groaned as the effects of the whiskey started to take effect. Looking toward the woman sitting beside him, the butcher only chuckled as he was very proud of the capture,"Ah yes..the Witcher, Artis of Rivia was causing some disturbances at a hole in the wall tavern..casting magic and causing panic in our walls...he'll be made into a example to what we do to those...who use magic.." With that, he felt her hand on him which was very interesting to him as he was speaking. Meanwhile, back in the office, Vin got up to point at the map on the table. Looking at it, the young demigod placed his finger right on the map of a prison,"A blueprint to...Prison of Al'gazai..it's a island prison?" At this time, the Butcher smirked softly as he saw the beautiful woman looking very interested in him, making the older man brush his salt and pepper beard before speaking up once again,"The Prison of Al'gazai...a great place to keep those who need to be made examples of...though I'm afraid I can't tell you much more." All of a sudden, the music played over the sounds of guards beginning to come in, six walking straight into the party while four more were heading inside the house to search for Mitsuki and Vincent. The Butcher only chuckled softly as he spoke up one more time,"A guard of mine told me about you and our...guest singer tonight was escaping the Tavern while Artis was doing his...distraction..I'm afraid you'll have to come with me.." Meanwhile, back inside the office, the sounds of loud banging came from the door as Vin turned his head toward the sound, flipping his knife upright as the door swung open, throwing one knife straight into the open slot in the man's guard armor, right in the neck as blood splattered all around. Three more guards went straight into the room as Vin blinked a few times before speaking up,"Now, it's looks like a d@mn party!"
as Simon filally got up, he saw two guards come to him and made the Jedi raise an eyebrow"you! you and your cohorts are to come with us"one of them said as they held their weapons out showing there was no arguing in the matter and from the looks of things his Jedi Mind Trick wouldn't be enough for all of them if reinforcements were coming, which meant he had no choice, especially after hearing from T7 that Vin had already killed a guard inside "so much for subtlety" he muttered before pulling out his lightsaber blade and looked to the guards surrounding him "I'm giving you an act of mercy only now ..." he said before igniting his lightsaber which caused them to flinch slightly"HE CREATED A WEAPON FROM LIGHT!""MAGIC!"they said before charging at him together. instantly Simon jumped over them and swing around just as they did and cut their swords down to their hilts, shocking them. he then Force Pushed them into a nearby tree, knocking them out and looked around al the shocked faces of the party goers, giving them a glare similar to his mother"GET OUT OF HERE!" he said calmly yet sternly as the guests screamed and ran away. With a look of disappointment, considering he hated being like that, he ran off to find Valencia since he recalled her worry from before, wanting to insure it was misplaced. luckily the guards stuck out like a sore thumb.
✗I'm a daughter of demon king... ✗I'm also daughter of human miko...
Mitsuki got Vincent's response, she can tell he's somewhat not okay base on his state, but she didn't want to be pushy. She glanced at the rouge, who was looking around the desk, "I see, and don't worry about him. He found out I'm the assassin after I disarmed his sword. He's looking for something," she replied and his reason. Rouge opened the drawer and grabbed what it appears to be the pendent, "This must be it," he said to himself and stuff it in his robe. Mitsuki got up and looked the map, what Vincent said about the prison known as Prison of Al'gazai. Rouge looked at both human hybrids, who he was unaware of, shock, "Why the prison?" he asked them. Mitsuki looked at the rouge, maybe he deserves to know, "Umm... we are breaking someone out," she honestly reply without any hesitation. "Hmm, I hope you don't try to mess with the Witcher," he warn them, again for Mitsuki's mind was puzzled, "I only heard about Witcher getting execute, but what is the Witcher anyway?" she asked him, clearly have no idea about this realm besides frown upon magic and any other races. The Rouge looked at her for short amount of minute, he was assuming she and Vincent never encounter one nor heard of story, "They are mutant known as monster slayer with magic, there are a lot of stories. Kinda like mercenaries for hire, but there are not many because of population and eternal flame deemed them as monster. Most of the Witchers were killed by eternal flame followers. You can easily spot them with white hair and yellow cat-like eyes," he explains about the Witcher's origin and how to spot them, Mitsuki's face color went drained as she immediately thought of both Io and Fenrir, both white hair and golden eyes, those two might mistaken by everyone as Witchers instead of revenants or vampires. Rouge seems to read her expression, but suddenly her sensitive hearing picked up the sounds of footsteps as she looked at the door very alerting, "Kid, are you-" his words cut off when the loud bang slammed the door open revealing four guards, but now three because of Vincent threw the knife at the guard. Mitsuki ducked down behind the desk, Rouge draw his sword, "Well sh*t," he muttered. Mitsuki was now stuck, she can't summon her weapons right in front of Rouge, and the dress she currently wore wasn't suitable for the fight including close combat. "Lady, are you good at long range?" the rouge asked her, this caught her attention, so she looked up, "Yes, mostly bows,""Heh, you are in luck," he replied and handed her the cross bow with quarrel of many arrows. Mitsuki looked at the crossbow, then she immediately set up as she got up to aim and shot at one of soldier through the jugular. He was choking his blood to death, however she hoped the certain dhampir restrain himself from bloodlust after one whiff hits his nose. Noticing the panic, Echo glanced back and he can smell the blood as his eyes suddenly went sharp, and Simon did ignite his lightsaber. He looked at the women, who were feared. Echo gave them a charming smile with eyes closed, "Ladies, allow me to escort you safely out to your carriage," he said in gentlemen tone, while fighting his urge of bloodlust he's craving for. Echo escorting all of women outside, but suddenly the follower of eternal flame halted him, "Hold it right there," he stopped him, and forcefully turned him around and to their surprise, both gray and blue mismatching eyes turned bloodlust red. The dhampir gave the followered a grin to reveal his fangs, this made them realized who were they dealing with, "What, a vampire!" one of them exclaimed, thinking he's an actual vampire. Echo knew Fenrir will nag or punch his head so hard for harming the innocent humans, but he will tell him who was he dealing with. He begin to taunt the followers, "Well now, the blood have already been spilled. Shall we dance under the crimson moon?"
... I'll try protect them by my demon side✗ ... I will help them with my human side✗
●.."I am Darkslayer." My Family name and a phrase to call humanity together in times of great injustice. My Ancestors lead humanity into a new world and we have been Legendary ever since.. ●
Valencia didn't get far from the stage when she looked up to sudden commotion. As people begin to flee, she caught a glimpse of Simon's red hair with his keyblade of light in hand. Valencia froze for a split second. "Oh sh*t-" Suddenly, everything went black. A Guard threw a blind bag over her head and grabbed her. "Got you!" Valencia couldn't bring herself to scream as it would cause even more damage to her vocals. Nonetheless, Valencia began to thrash in a panic trying to get one of her arms free as she was being dragged away. "Let go of me, you b*****d!" Another Guard went to grab her legs and Valencia delivered a swift kick to the Guard's chin. In her panicked state, her divine strength powered the kick. It was so hard that he flipped backwards, landing on the back of his head. The guard didn't get back up as the impact shattered his neck. The guard restraining Valencia's arms called for aid as he was beginning to loose his grip from her struggling. Valencia felt this and in a final attempt, she knocked the back of her head into the face of the guard restraining her. She got her right hand loose as he staggered back with a broken, bloody nose. Quickly, she grabbed one of the small needles in the flower of her corsage. It detached with a drip of dull yellow venom and she shoved the needle under his jaw.
The Guard let her go and screamed in agony. Then he went from screaming to a gargle as his whole body went stiff as a statue and began to choke on his own fluids and blood. The guard fell back, frozen, as the venom stopped all of his organs. He was dead before even hit the ground. Valencia pulled off the blind bag to see the rather gruesome sight of the dead guard's face. "Holy Hell!" Was the first thing she thought then six more guards showed up. Upon seeing their two dead comrades, the Commander shouts to the other five. "Seize her! She must be a Witcher... I am sure The Butcher would enjoy burning both of them at the stake!" Valencia sighed as she should've known. She opened her mouth to say two words at the Commander. Her voice a little raspy. "F*ck you." Valencia pulled the last four needles from her corsage and held them between her knuckles. With one swing of her hand, the four needles shot out and hit four of the six in the neck, including the Commander. As the four died from paralysis, Valencia turned around and ran towards Simon and the other two chased after her. It wouldn't be long before every Guard in Novigrad was upon them.
Aussie Srives
Marcus Emrys
MikuHinata1
Guenivere Orion
Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2020 12:10 pm
Theme:Here ...Seeing as these are blurred I guess I wont be answering that... ●...If only I could figure out what happened... ●
Layla's expression turned from confusion to sheer rage as he told her that her little troupe has been found out and that now all of her friends were in danger she gave the Butcher the biggest go to h*ll look he probably ever seen from a woman in his life before tossing the drink in his face and spitting in his face; There was someone grabbing onto her shoulder from the back as she took her wine glass, turning, cracked it into the head of the solider who tried to assult her she finished him off by kneeing him where the sun didnt shine as he toppled to the ground crying out in agony while another tried to take her from behind she grabbed his forearm and twisted,"You punks are worst than the cadets we had back in training", she sneered at the group cracking the arm using enough pressure to break the guys arm as she rammed her high heeled shoe into his spine and shoved him to the ground she then turned to take up a platter from the closest table near her and went to frisby throw it straight at the butchers head;
"NICE SHOT!", Vin congratulated Mitsuki on the crossbow kill before smirking toward the man who was staring him dead in the face. Meanwhile, the Butcher himself was almost impressed by the sight he saw in front of him. Layla's brutal finishers as he was handed his rapier from a different guard from the side. Kicking the loyal guard away from him, he was about ready to subdue the rebellious soldier before something else caught his attention. As the party was starting to really start with the guards trying to fight off the heroes, the sound of glass breaking from the second floor caused him to look away to see a unbelievable sight. The sound of broken bones smacking against the pavement on the ground floor showed Vin kneeling down over a dead guard body with blood covering the front part of his outfit. His top hat fell down as his hair was covered in red blood. Anger showed on Vin's face as the Butcher was about to react before being hit in the head by the tray that was swung at his head. Making him fall back into his bench seat, the Eternal Fire supporter only laughed at the group as Vin walked over with blood still covering his entire being,"...thanks for the party...but I forgot your gift...Layla, if you can do the honors.." Allowing Layla to finish off her kill, Vin watched the destruction of the party go underway. Whipping off the glass from his suit, he groaned at the look of his outfit so with that, Vin ripped off his poofy shirt so now he was in just those tight pants and shoes as he grabbed a spear from one of the dead guards. Looking at what seemed to be a army coming in, he looked over at Simon who had a lightsaber igniting in the middle of a medieval fantasy party as the demigod had a sweat drop appear on the side of his face. Probably wasn't the best idea as he yelled out to Simon,"SIMON! Get Ready for the Great Escape!" With that, Vin turned toward the three guards running toward him as Valencia was taking down her attackers with what appeared to be like needles. Fantastic aim of course as the bloodied Vin used the spear to block three attacks with ease before using the back end of the spear against the guard's mouth, breaking out a few teeth before stabbing the guard in the gut with blade of the spear. This gave a great shield opportunity as he used the now bleeding out guard as a human shield against more guards with crossbows which they were firing at a good rate. Vin groaned in annoyance as his green and blue eyes stared down the enemies with every intent to kill them in a fashionable way.
