Assansins missions 1.the party

Anticipating a fight, Angel pulled the elastic band off of her wrist and pulled her hair back out of her face. She looked at Hunter, "If I were you I would prepare myself for hell." she said in a whisper.

(If you are supposed to end this rp soon I suggest we make this the final fight. either Nissa and Kairu die or Angel and Hunter. No running away or getting lost this time. )

 

Angel looked at Hunter as if saying I told you so. She didn't look at all intimidated and there was no way she was going to let Nissa win but why not humor her for a while. She pulled her old pocket knife out of her pocket and slid it across the floor at Nissa.

 

Angel smirked and folded her arms, completely unphased by the fact that Nissa and Kairu seemed to have the upper hand. She seemed to be waiting for something.

 

Angel shook her head, "You really think I am going to trust your word on that?" she scoffed, "You are either stupid or you think I am. Which is it?"

 

Angel only took her eyes off of Nissa for a fraction of a second to make sure Hunter was ok. Then her focus went right back to her current enemy. She knew she was getting into Nissa's head by the hesitant way she stepped toward her. Angel folded her arms and raised an eyebrow, 'You sure you wan't to risk that?' she asked with her eyes. She seemed to be waiting for something to happen.

 

Angel took a slight step back to avoid the bullet. It reverbarated off the floor and passed between Her right sholder and Hunter's left. Missing both of them by inches. "Are you sure I need saving at all." she rolled her eyes, "I have to hand it to you you are a formitable apponent Nissa but you are missing some factor that is right in front of you."

 

Angel smiled suddenly, "You are standing too close to your enemy and you aren't paying attention to the position of your gun." She had been waiting for Nissa to slowly make her way toward herself and Hunter. She knew it was a habbit of even the greatest of fighters to move closer to your enemy when you feel that you have the upper hand and they seem to have a different idea. Angel suddenly kicked the gun out of Nissa's hands. It flew up and somewhere off the opposite corner of the room. Now of course, Nissa didn't have such an intimidating weapon anymore but she still had Angel's pocket knife... if she could figure out how to get it open. It was an old knife and the handle was bent slightly. It took a special way to open it.