Myst's and I FxF thread~ (Open to chatters)

(Hmm, not really... We can do it that way. But uh, what setting should we do? Like supernatural, human, fantasy, spy...?)

How about humans with powers and have one be an assassin and the other a spy? You can choose who you want and they are be a thief as well as an assassin or spy.)

(Hehe, awesome. Spy is all good with me, I love both~)

(Hmm, city sounds good. Descriptions or no? Oh, and should they be allies, enemies, or independent?)

(Hmm, up to you. I can work it into posts or write it out in one. They could be independent and then Character A (your or my girl) goes to character B (my or your girl) because they both are the best in each group and A is wanting to take out their own agency because they betrayed them and they need B's help?)

(It'll be great if you could. Also yeah, my character can be A)

(I have to go. I'll reply whenever I get back.)

"Get moving! You gotta be faster than that!"

Another day, another three hours of training the newcomers who thought they were all that. They didn't actually know anything - they only thought they did. And yet, it was always the same scenario. Bright and early, the trainees were brought into a facility that had structures built to simulate a city setting with dummies set up in various areas. Every dummy within the facility was connected so a wireless signal that would alert the trainer when it was taken down. Each one was given a target in whatever area, and twenty minutes tops to 'kill' them without touching the street and return to her. At the earliest, it would take them maybe 45 minutes. Some took over an hour. And when they all got back, sweating and out of breath, she'd simply tell them that they were to be broken and remade into something better, because that's what she did. Even the most arrogant of them were now respectful as well as skilled under her teachings.

She did all aspects of training. Basic, advanced, and expert. This was simply because she was the best in her group, which of course meant that she'd just love training every sap who thought they could handle it, right? Wrong.

Right now, it was a fresh group, and she'd just sent them off to take care of their mock targets. They'd already been slow to start, which she'd expected. So, she yelled to them just before they were outside the range of her powerful voice. Then they were gone. Heaving a sigh, she sat down on the rooftop she'd taken to, making herself comfortable. Pulling shoulder length, copper curls into a loose ponytail, Karin simply looked over the simulated buildings.

Letting light grey eyes sweep over possible drop points and searching points, she sighed. One of the good things about living in a city was that people hardly ever looked up, allowing assassins to free-run to whatever their location, or just for fun. One of the bad things was that a lot of times it was too crowded to simply drop onto a target from a vantage point and disappeared. You'd run into people, trip, and then you'd be out of luck and sure to get caught. So, other ways had been developed, mainly by her. Drop down a little ways away and perform a running takedown. Or find a near buy hiding place and hide the body. Most of the ways used by current assassin's had been developed by her, and she gladly took all the credit.

With some time gone by and nobody in sight, she glanced down at her phone, waiting for a notification that would tell her one of the fake targets had been eliminated. Of course, there was nothing. Not that she was surprised. "I'll give it an hour..." she mumbled to herself, standing up and stretching for maybe a moment or so. With time on her hands, she turned and took a running leap to a shorter building, tucking and rolling on impact. She ran for a bit until she was down on the streets and on her way to the door. Why waste away inside when she had an hour? Shoving her phone and hands in her jacket pockets, Karin made her way to the door, only pausing to turn on the camera system. With recordings, she'd be able to see who took the easy way out. Once that was up and running, she exited the building, taking a deep breath once she was outside. Fresh air was a blessing, after all.

//shhhhh it's totally fine. And I feel that spiritually cause that took me longer than expected. I'll try to reply tonight but if not I'll reply tomorrow before work

Karin quickly broke into a sprint after a few steps away from the building. She figured there was enough time to check in at the main building, go through paper work, look through the incoming jobs. Her group, simply titled the Guild Corporation, was a somewhat strict group. While she didn't run it, she might as well have. Just about everything was run by her before it happened. She didn't mind, but it was a bit taxing, especially if she wasn't actually running things. Still, she rather enjoyed having a say in just about everything that went on.

So, she took the run a few blocks down the street, dodging people effortlessly, whether it be a side step or giving them a light, polite shove out of the way. In a few minutes time, she was 'home' and walking through the door. A few greater her, while others nodded to her respectfully. Rather than going to her personal portion of the building, she took to the second floor, deciding to work on her poisons until something became more important.