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Post by Sydney on Sept 4, 2006 18:32:50 GMT -5
Sydney swiftly walked into the foyer of the grand opera house. All the hotels, inns and hostels had no vacancies. Hopefully, there was some room here. She hauled in her suitcases which were filled, not only with clothes and toilettries, but also with guns, knives, ropes, many different kinds of poisons, poisoned darts, and many other deadly weapons.
She looked around the foyer. Hmm...Quite impressive~ She thought. She had been in many places before but this place was rather different...
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Post by magenta on Sept 4, 2006 19:24:43 GMT -5
I looked the new chick over. Kind of cute in a suspiciosly secretive way.
"Hi! You lost or new here?"
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Post by Buffy Summers on Sept 5, 2006 9:59:13 GMT -5
*Buffy watched the new girl move across the foyer, recognizing in the other girl's step the movements of a trained fighter. So this was another "transplant." Honestly, this place was getting really confusing. She approached.* She's... misplaced. Like me. Like us.
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Post by kayte on Sept 5, 2006 20:22:04 GMT -5
*Kayte slid down the banister to join them. Again, since that had become her preferred way of greeting people.* Hey. I'm Kayte. Are y'all from the future too?
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Post by Sydney on Sept 5, 2006 20:24:09 GMT -5
Sydney looked over coolly at the girl with red hair. "I suppose I'm new." She said smoothly. "I'm looking for a place to stay, actually. All the places I could find here in Paris are occupied."
Right after, a slim, blonde girl approached her. She had toned lean muscles and smooth, fluid movements. Signature signs of person advanced in martial arts. "I'm actually looking for jobs...if you know what I mean." She said hinting to her business in assassination. Sydney was sure the blonde understood.
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Post by Sydney on Sept 5, 2006 20:26:00 GMT -5
Sydney didn't mix well with bubbly girls. This one was way too bubbly for her taste and comfort. She ignored her and turned to the blonde. "It seems like you and I might have things in common. Would you mind going somewhere quite to talk?"
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Post by magenta on Sept 5, 2006 20:27:42 GMT -5
*Sigh. Another killer in the Opera. We'll have to start a support group soon.*
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Post by Sydney on Sept 5, 2006 20:31:17 GMT -5
((LMAO! Hahaha!))
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Post by kayte on Sept 5, 2006 20:52:46 GMT -5
*Kayte frowned, rolled her eyes, and bounced away.*
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Post by Sydney on Sept 5, 2006 21:14:43 GMT -5
Sydney noticed the little twat roll her eyes. And within a split second, she shot her hand out and grabbed her shoulder hard.
"Oh, no...Is that what you mother taught you to do to guests?" Sydney said mockingly. "I suggest you never do that again...you never know when my finger will slip..." she smiled wryly.
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Post by magenta on Sept 6, 2006 18:17:18 GMT -5
*Impressed by the way the woman handles Kayte*
Nice death grip. Anyway, you here to try out? There's an audition going on for The Magic Flute. Or maybe you were looking for something in particular- or someone?
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Post by Buffy Summers on Sept 6, 2006 18:29:34 GMT -5
*Buffy knew the new girl was trying to get something across to her. She figured she knew what it was too, but she had to wait through her rather harsh treatment of a really annoying girl. With no sense of style. The buff-girl seemed dangerous.* Oh, right. Jobs. Well, Dracula's in town, and some guy named Louis, but they've run off for now. Some reason I can't kill them here, though, *she mused.*
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Post by Sydney on Sept 6, 2006 18:58:15 GMT -5
Sydney turned to the red head. "I'm not looking for anyone in particular. I work for people...people who...hold a grudge. And I take care of it." She said smoothly. "Do you have anyone in particular or anyone who might have anyone in particular that I can...eliminate?"
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Post by magenta on Sept 6, 2006 19:02:42 GMT -5
*Leaning in*
Look, this isn't my personal grudge, but I hear things. They say there's a fella named Raoul who alot of girls would like to see gone. I don't know him myself, but he seems to have left a trail of broken hearts. I suggest you talk to Arielle.
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Post by Sydney on Sept 6, 2006 19:18:12 GMT -5
"Hm..." Sydney though for a while. The cheating bastard...a classic. "Is this Raoul. by any chance, married?"
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