09-16-2012, 07:10 PM
Itzal caught on quickly to what Amy was implying. He smiled, looking over the weapons. Much like Amy he preferred knives to the blades and bows. But he could use them all. He had to be able to, in his line of work. It was rare but sometimes people requested that someone die a certain way and Itzal had to be ready to fulfill their request. But his Sultan Knives and his dagger were still his first pick. Itzal laid his chin on top of her head and smiled, "Oh yes, very much a shame. We will just have to be extra careful. He said, then took his arm from around her waist.
"Well, let's play my love. He said as he rose from the bed and walked over to the wall of weaponry. Itzal glanced over his shoulder at Amy as she moved to join him. He grinned at her as he picked out his sultan knives. He used both of them together, like he always had. He went and leaned against the wall while he waited for her to choice her weapon.
"Well, let's play my love. He said as he rose from the bed and walked over to the wall of weaponry. Itzal glanced over his shoulder at Amy as she moved to join him. He grinned at her as he picked out his sultan knives. He used both of them together, like he always had. He went and leaned against the wall while he waited for her to choice her weapon.