Let's Party

Amy Sunders · 10-03-2012, 01:24 AM

[html]

OOC

Amy smiled as he spoke, talking about being in the game from before a year of age. It showed, it really did. He was a killer, and a good one, but he was young. Beautiful deadly instincts, but still new. Amy had started her training at four months of age, the night that her brother murdered her sister. She had lost two siblings that night, and the next day she had begun her training so she wouldn't be killed by him as well. Amy still didn't relax fully. When she did get drunk, she did so in private where no one would interrupt, and usually with a blade in her hand. He was cut of the same cloth as her, though he didn't seem to know it quite yet.

He was good. His categorizing of the room had gone quite well. Amy slipped up to him, letting her arms lay around his body loosely. The man has only killed a few times before, and his taste for it is still hot, hence the awareness. His survival won't last long, but he'll go out burning hot with a good number of deaths to his name. The female is a mercenary who kills. You and me though, we're different from them. Amy arched up, letting her lips touch his ear. We are the real killers in this room. She liked him. She liked him a lot. Amy licked at his ear gently before sinking back down, a broad smile across her face. Who would have guessed she'd actually meet someone interesting?

Login




Remember me Lost Password?