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paixaorpg2009-12-14 09:01 pm
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Character(s): Saïx and Marluxia
Content: Saïx runs across the wayward Assassin. Fighting ensues
Setting: Out on the streets of Paixao
Time: Dusk, week 15
Warnings: violence, at the least
Contrary to what some might have believed, tracking the former was not a simple task. While he was able to get some help from the Lessers, he could hardly use his Berserkers without announcing his hand in this, and the Dusks were nowhere near as helpful in a search as his own. But with a lack of emotions came a certain amount of patience.
Thus, his presence just outside where Marluxia seemed to have been holing himself up, these past weeks. He made no effort to announce himself, however. A traitor didn't deserve that sort of courtesy. Not when his very life should have been forfeit weeks ago. The only warning given would be the sound of the door being rather rudely hauled open. It was all he deserved.
Content: Saïx runs across the wayward Assassin. Fighting ensues
Setting: Out on the streets of Paixao
Time: Dusk, week 15
Warnings: violence, at the least
Contrary to what some might have believed, tracking the former was not a simple task. While he was able to get some help from the Lessers, he could hardly use his Berserkers without announcing his hand in this, and the Dusks were nowhere near as helpful in a search as his own. But with a lack of emotions came a certain amount of patience.
Thus, his presence just outside where Marluxia seemed to have been holing himself up, these past weeks. He made no effort to announce himself, however. A traitor didn't deserve that sort of courtesy. Not when his very life should have been forfeit weeks ago. The only warning given would be the sound of the door being rather rudely hauled open. It was all he deserved.
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Marluxia was no fool. He had gotten his strike in, a fair enough revenge for now. It would be difficult to fight Saix as he was on the best of days. Like this, Marluxia had no chance. Darkness flowed around him as the Graceful Assassin opened up a corridor, intending to leave as soon as possible.
Doubtful though it was he would even escape like this unscathed, it was better than being run through.