Assassins of OPness

"You called me a bleeding drug dealer! Spat in m'face!"
Tenebris stomped off after him, staying a good ten feet behind.
"Hell, you didn't even remember me!"

Arman didn't turn around.
"And I wish I still didn't!"

Tenebris opened his mouth to yell back, but he faltered, wincing painfully when a sudden sharp pain hit his left leg. He was forced to stop, and hold his leg.
"Fucker!"
He scowled daggers into Arman's back before limping away in the opposite direction, fuming.

Blight stood still, his arms crossed and his fur cloak spread out around him, his face mask looking frightning as always and watched the scene unfold around him. 'Yes' He thought to himself 'very interesting going ons'

"Fools. All of you." I sigh as I proceed past the fighting assassins and make my way into the room where the assignments are "Presenting the great Morin, at your service" I announce upon arrival.

Rubbing the spot where my familiar whacked me, I make my bestr sad evil scottish assassin look. "Ach, why are you doin that? Eeeverytime I come in for a hug. No respect in familiars these days." I say, promptly walking past her without another hug coming to mind out of sheer spitefulness and wander the halls towards the general meeting room.

Stalling for time before progressing to give Nik a chance to post.

"Humility never was your strong point, Morin," Scarlett said with a smile as she entered the room.

"Humility is for those who need it. I am among the most powerful spellcasters in all of Knightfall." I sigh

Arman enters via the window, since he is that kind of assassin. He remains invisible (although this still leaves him visible to most of you), and sits on the edge of the large conference table that takes up the majority of the room, moodily.

Not long after, Tenebris found his way into the meeting room with a slightly regained air of haughtiness, and a willful ignorance of dull throb in his leg.

Arman didn't even look up at his entry. He was so moody, he didn't care who he was working with. He impatiently refreshed his invisibility, waiting to get things underway.

Soon enough, Sara merrily flies into the room, happy to have chosen a job and be away from the freak who keeps trying to hug her and calls her 'Familiar', whatever that is. I mean, what are the chances they'll have the same contract anyways. . .

Scarlett looked around the room and said, "Well, I haven't seen this many assassins looking for work in a long while."

Arman twiddled a coin between his fingers impatiently. He really needed a high.
"You must not come here often then."

Scarlett ignored the comment. It may have seemed to Arman that she didn't hear it. He couldn't have been more wrong.

"So, how is you're little bodyguard doing these days?" asked Scarlett.

Blight took a look around the room, bored out of his mind, waiting for an order or anything interesting.

Zak and Lyndan, once your characters show up, things will start properly. =3

Zak's here already

Tenebris tapped his foot, growing grumpy and impatient by the second. The truancy of the taskmaster, or whatever, was testing his eruptive temper.

I meant in the meeting room, with everyone else, Nik. =P

Zak says his mom has been cracking down on his internet time since the school year started. I think he's not going online for now at all.

No problem, we'll give it time, and figure out how to handle things when he can gwt online. I'm in no rush.

He was on SP for a short period of time today