Just Wanted some Food. (open)

[Kyme Reinhilde]

The insults might have gotten to her the first time, but now they were just getting old. Plus, the conviction behind the gray-haired girl's words was lacking. If she still believes that Kyme was a prostitute after that little bar fight..then well, the Order really can't use a dimwit, however physically powerful she might be.

She sighed, "Are you still going to insist that I'm just a common whore? A common whore that nearly knocked you senseless?" She paused, and before Sevi had a chance to bristle, quickly qualified her statement. "Look, I don't want another fight, and I'm quite serious in my offer. I have no intention of recruiting you as a whore." Not that you have the figure for it... Kyme thought, having mentally dubbed Sevi as a mere kid. But of course, the silver-tongued assassin knew better than to say that aloud.

"Your talents could be put to much better use elsewhere. You've got the speed, the power, and the guts to stand up again," she continued, sincere in her flattery, "All you lack however, is technique."

"I can teach you that, and more. I can train you into one of the best fighters Terra de Conte has ever seen. And, should you fulfill the promise you show now, food, wealth, and everything else you desire would be yours."

She paused again, letting it sink in. Her offer was a tempting one in Kyme's eyes. Sevi, based on her clothing and the bar fight, was not some noble escaping the castle for a night of fun. She seemed to fight for survival, not leisure. And what Kyme offered her is stability. A way off the streets.

"All I ask of you in turn is your allegiance. My name is Kyme Reinhilde." As she uttered her own name, the pride on her face was undeniable. It was a name that struck fear into the hearts of many and garnered respect throughout the Underworld. "I am the Leader of the Order of Assassins, and if you will join us, I swear in the last leader Azrael's name that the Order would be a home to you."

[Sevi]

Hey Sevi never said Common. For all she knew the bitch would play around with anything that had legs… hopefully in the area of two, but she had seen some REALLY strange people in this city. “HEY! I was still standing! nearly don’t mean SHIT in a fight.” She said staring at the woman and looking her up and down. She REALLY didn’t seem like some assassin leader. Let alone able to provide her with all that other junk.

She crossed the distance and looked up at the woman who was at least a head taller than her. Her hand reached out and poked the woman in her left breast as if emphasizing the point. “And I don’t kill people. For money or otherwise!” She said and turned around. Ok she had ALMOST killed someone before in a fight, but it was that guys own fault… and she couldn’t’ remember past a few months ago, but it was even more unlikely that she killed anyone back then either. (haha… yeah… right ). She believed the woman wasn’t a prostitute, but that didn’t make the insult any less good in her book. Calling a woman a whore or anything affiliated with that tended to make them angry… or the older ones at least.

Leaving her back open to a woman who claimed to be an assassin LEADER was probably a bad idea, but her story was hardly believable. If that was true how had Sevi held out against her at all? Chh wouldn’t she have like… Pulled a knife from between her breast and killed her or something? They were big enough to hide something in them anyways. She was obviously lying.

[Kyme Reinhilde]

"So you rather live the way you are?" Kyme asked again, raising an eyebrow. "Great convictions you got there kid, but unfortunately, the world we live in is hardly as noble. What do you think those men wanted to do to you? Slap you once and make you apologize? It's a dog eating dog world. Kill or be killed." She hadn't bothered to stop Sevi when she raised a hand to poke her, but the pain was unexpected. Her eyes twitched but she didn't react otherwise. Violets looked upon Sevi's hands curiously. Are those..claws?

A memory seemed to stir deep in her mind. Something about genetically enhanced humans. She tried to remember, but, drawing a blank, quickly gave up. Whatever it was, it probably wasn't important anyway.

"Like right now..." she muttered, and before the last syllable was out of her mouth, she had closed the distance between she and Sevi and the tip of her finger brushed against the shorter girl's neck. "If I had aimed to kill, where would you be now?"

Without waiting for a response, she pulled back again, creating a couple feet of distance. "I understand this is probably a lot for you to grasp - not everyone believe in working for their keep. Nonetheless, do consider my offer. Should you ever wish to join the Order, seek me out in montNUIT. Just mention my name to the doorkeepers of Akademeia. It's a big white building, you can't miss it." With that said, she took a step back into the shadows, disappearing into the dead of the night.

[Sevi]

Once again Sevi hadn’t seen the woman move. Damn Hag. Yeah… the insult would probably do more harm now than the prostitute comment. Besides She doubted the woman cared if she called her Bitch… since judging from the clothes she probably was one. Whatever It didn’t matter she had heard far more important lectures than this damn Bitch could give. Ohh don’t make the Blood knife gang mad they rape and beat women. They don’t care if you’re a little girl!

What blood knife gang? Ohh that’s right she beat the hell out of them… the boss and his second had been great fights. Some other gangs had picked up the slack and taken out the rest of the bastards. Whatever… she wasn’t liked in this city enough as it was one or two more people wouldn’t hurt. If she was raped in the streets the patrols would just walk by of that she was sure. The woman seemed to know what being a female street Urchin in this town entailed… Ha she didn’t know SHIT. Sevi had to sleep in a place no one knew of since the first night she could remember because it had been a VERY terrible day. Hell THAT day lived in her nightmares as well and it was the one day she could actually remember.

No one cares if one more street urchin gets raped, killed, slaved, or anything else, but whatever. It didn’t matter because the bitch was gone. After she once again demonstrated that she was a ‘superior fighter.’ Ohh~ I could have killed you~ I’m a total Bitch of an old hag~. Chh whatever. Sevi would have pierced that over inflated breast of hers in a second and right though the heart dead. But… she didn’t kill. No matter what those damn nightmares said to her.

She spat on the ground in the woman’s direction and headed home… or whatever you called the stinking hovel that she slept at night. “Later Hag.” Sevi doubted she would meet the bitch again and good riddance to her.