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[milesawayfrom]

[ As with the other assasins, Desmond has taken to the streets and rooftops. While he had a feeling that shit was going to hit the fan, he still was hoping innocents wouldn't get involved. Which doesn't seem to be the case. Donned in his black assassin robes, Desmond is moving from rooftop to rooftop and seemingly appearing out of nowhere to stop

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[lilgreasemonkey]

N-nice ... I don't mean ya no h-harm ... [ Kaylee's backing away slowly from a monster that decided to take an interest in her. Since they started going off she noticed they weren't doing anything to her. It had given her enough boldness to do the bare minimum moving about to get essentials.

Until the one backing her between buildings took note of just what was strapped to her bag. A knife in a leather pouch. More a tool than anything else for her. But a sharp object was apparent still just a weapon in the end. ] I ain't gonna use it ... I swear. Wo de ma ...

[lilgreasemonkey]

I ... I really needed some food. I've been stayin' real quiet but I didn't have much food to start with. [ Disadvantage of going restaurant hopping to try everything out then eating the leftovers before they can even pile up. ]

[milesawayfrom]

Oh. [ He can't really knock against that. It's understandable. ] We have some in the hideout.

[lilgreasemonkey]

's good ... real good. [ She's a bit jumpy as they pass a gap between buildings. ]

[milesawayfrom]

Take a few deep breaths. You might let them know we're here if you keep jumping around.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Oh ... oh I don't want that. [ She is going to (attempt) to be the most non-jumpy person in the area as she continues the careful trek to the den. ]

[milesawayfrom]

...Have you ever fought in your life, Kaylee?

[lilgreasemonkey]

I've uh ... chased my brothers 'round to get stuff back. Or to hit 'em ... 'cept it didn't do anythin'. [ That wasn't really the point. It was all just roughhousing - she knew they went easy on her - until their mama yelled. ]

... no. I don't get in the fightin'. I stick with Serenity, or wherever else the others need someone on a lever or monitorin' some feed.

[milesawayfrom]

But no actual real fighting.

[ He shakes his head. ]I can show you a few things.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Nope.

[ She doesn't notice, she's too busy looking out for monsters. ] Really? You'd do that?

[milesawayfrom]

You're important to us, Kaylee. It'd be stupid not to teach you how to fight.

[lilgreasemonkey]

I don't do the fightin' ... I'm not an assassi- ... [ Monster right ahead O.O ]

[milesawayfrom]

[ Desmond doesn't waste any time. He leaps into action, pulling a hand back and a silver blade slides out. He dodges around the monster then aims straight for it's skull. ]

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ She doesn't waste any time either ... plastering her back to the nearest building. She didn't drop the knife though, so that's a slight improvement. Though it would take a pretty dense monster to just go running right into the blade. ]

[milesawayfrom]

[ It screeches as it dies. ]

Just where the hell do these things come from!?

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ Wince. Ergh that screech. ] T-the air?