School For Beginning Assassins

"A wonderful day for a meeting with the Staff is it not?" Raizen was a tall muscular male who sat on his throne-like chair in the meeting room. The room was large and circular in design and the seats had tall backs where the teachers were seated. Raizen leaned forward and set his chin on his bridged hands looking at the teachers "It seems quite a few have to arrive. Asura, Alexander I hope the first few classes have been planned out?" He looked sternly at the two waiting for rapid response as he had other places to be as well

Sighed softly and nodded "Yes all my classes are planned out for the time being. I have reviewed the student list and I can see quite a few hopefuls among t them." Stared at my uncle who seemed stressed from all the travelling he had done to secure the rights for the school to be opened. It was quite a hassle. "You should rest uncle, I can handle things from here" Patted his shoulder and looked over at Alexander for confirmation

Alexander was leaning back in his chair, while his feet rested on the table before him. Laid-back and carefreeness oozing off of him in waves. Only few could see the alertness that qas within this seasoned Assassin held in his posture. He gives the Headmaster a small grin, "Of course boss, I even had a new shipment of certain items delivered to test 'em out," he licks his lips, "of course, 'Sura" he asks turning his eyes to the female.

Smiled ever so slightly as Raizen stands up tiredly and proceeds to walk out "My mate will be arriving shortly as well. He is currently giving in some papers for his previous organization. I am glad he decided to teach here."

"Oh? Xer decided to teach here did he? That is an excellent opportunity for us." He nodded happy something was finally going the right way as he exited the room and headed to his own rooms within the castle

"Isn't that lovely? More people," Alexander groans out sarcastically before stretching oit and smirking over at Asura, hebthen watches as Raizen leaves before humming. "As fun, as this was," he turns back to Asura, "I have a shipment of weapons coming in"

"Right. I will be taking my leave now then. I have to monitor Task 1 as it happens. Let's see which of our students can manage this Task hm? It looks promising" Smiled slightly and stretched out "You will be by the harbour tonight yes? Make sure the preparations for Task 1 is underway properly for then. Thank you, Lex" I pick up a folder from the table and walked out swiftly to set up my viewing of Task 1

Aeron groans as he rereads the letter for the 20th time. Before crumpling it and stuffing it into one of his many pockets. He looks around the village of Copperfield, his frown was present and was much more pronounced. He tries to come up with a plan of action, but comes up blank. Deciding to clear his head, the Ronin enters a tavern and heads straight for the bar, a coy smile was present on his face as he started to flirt with the bartender, eventually getting a free drink and information on who owned a boat. Aeron smiles and gives the bartender a quick, searing kiss before turning his back to her, downing his drink and walking out of the tavern.

Aeron was now heading towards a modest house, it looked pretty, but that wasn't what he was here to see. He walks up and knocks on the door. And waits...
He knocks once again louder. Before growling and just breaking down the door, making the woman that was just about to open the door scream like a banshee. "Apologies," he growls out before knocking the woman out, just as her husband walked in, and leveled a gun at him. Aeron acts quick, drawing and holding a wazakazi to the womans neck.

"Let her go!" The man shouts, his gun aimed at the duo. But Aeron could see his resolve shaking, amd eventually caving as Aeron remained silent and cold. "What do you want?!?" the man eventually shouts, hysterically. Aeron smiles at him, "I need a ride over to the Island," he says licking his lips. The man lets go of his gun and nods, looking worriedly at his wife.

Thats how the Ronin, the Fisherman and the Fishermans wife ended up travelling the rough seas together. Aeron still held his wazakazi against the woman. They finally arrive at the Island and the Fisherman turns to Aeron, looking hopeful, "We're here, now please..." he looks at the woman who was still unconscious in Aerons arms, "Let my wife go..." he pleads. Aeron smiles and nods at the man, "Of course,"

Aeron slits the womans throat and tosses her bleeding body to the man with a twirl, and just as the man caught the body, The Ronins weapon flew through the air and embed into the mans eye socket.

Aeron lets out a breath and hums, as he looks down at the dead couple. He bends down to free his weapon from the deadman, beofre closing his eyes and mumbling a prayer to the gods. He then tosses the bodies into the waves, allowing the sea to claim them. "From Ashes to ashes, from dust to dust. For dust you are; and unto dust you shall return." he takes a moment for them, before sighing and climbing out ofnthe boat, securing it on shore.

She walks into village in her black tank top and short jean shorts. She carries little knives in her black buckled boots that wear about half calf high. Her hair was up in a ponytail with a purple bandana as a headband.

"Excuse me, could I bother you for any information you may have on the Dragon Sea and Copperfield Castle?" She asks a resident of the village. Her tone was kind and soft. The young man, bewitched by her, begins explaining how tough the sea could be and how she would be crazy to go alone.

"I see. Could you maybe help me get together a crew? I am just a weak, dainty woman afterall. How could I possibly cross it alone." She says full knowing she was skilled enough to go alone but still wanted to have fun.

The young man nodded and gathered his friends and boarded a decently big ship. "I got you the crew and a ship!" He says, proud of his accomplishment.

"Very good! You are quite the man! Let's get going!" She smiles and gets on board with the rest of the men.

Once they were far off the men's eyes turned to something more sinister as they cornered her while she looks off into the sea. As one got closer she simply says. "I wasnt going to kill you until the end but... now works too." She jams one of her short knives into one of the men's jugular before slicing it to the right. The mans lifeless body falls to the ground. Blood pools on the deck.

"Now, heres how this plays out. You're all probably going to charge at me and I will kill each of you but one. This one will be tied to the mast and here the man will pray to the gods someone finds him." She says as the men do as she predicted. Without breaking a sweat and smoothly killing each of them but one, she cleans off her blades as the deck was covered in blood. "Now, you, dont ever trust a woman who acts so innocent." She says as she ties him up on the mast. She flips down to the deck. "YOU BITCH! YOU TRICKED ME!" He yells at her.

"I did, and how easy it was." She says as she directs the ship into a sharp rock. Having it sink. She gets on the small little boat and paddles the rest of the way. She smiles once she makes it and gets out of her boat and steps on the land. "Too easy." She says with a smirk.

I smirk ever so slightly at that. Well well well he sure is interesting. Did quite a good job there I am very impressed. I hum and jot down some marks on the first performance and waited for the others to make it through Task 1

upon stepping foot into the small village, Olive couldn't help the feeling of being watched. she looks down at her invitation. it looked interesting enough; she had been thinking of finding some kind of place to hone her skills. her intentions may not be to become an assassin, but they would help her in life.

the invitation said to get to the island in the middle of the dragon sea. she looks around at the sandy town. it looked so simple; it was almost sickening to look at. Olive makes a noise of disgust before neatly folding the paper and slipping it into the waist band of her skirt.

so she just had to get to the island; sounds simple enough.

she starts by entering a small police station and asking for some kind of map of the local area, eventually manipulating the conversation to the topic of the Dragon Sea. she inquires about it with her soft spoken voice, eventually leaving the place with all the information she needed. now she just needed transportation.

it was difficult to find, but eventually she locates a small airport-postoffice. it was a charming little place, 2 total buildings surrounding a runway for small planes.

upon entering the smaller building (the other of which was a hangar for the few planes that they had), she was hit with warm air and a tingly feeling in her toes. the interior design was charming; with pictures and plane parts, it would be hard to mistake this place for anything else.
she proceeds to approach the counter.

"excuse me, sir? i was wondering if you do drop offs?" she asks, ringing the small bell attached to the table.

the large man turns around to face olive. "yes, we do, what are you dropping off today?" he inquires.

"myself." she states, frankly.

the man bursts into a booming fit of laughter, a sound unpleasant to Olive's sensitive ears.

she flinches, "...i mean it, Sir. i need to get to an island in the middle of the Dragon Sea, please."

his laughter eventually fades into a light chuckle, his face still contorted with joy. "you dont say," he teases, "well then, i might just have to stick a stamp on ya!" he pats his scale, "hop on, little lady.

olive steps onto the scale without a word, watching as the man's expression turns to one of confusion. "why, you're light for a girl like yo- ah, i didnt mean it that way, please do not take offence." he says, giving a shy smile. "tell ya what, i'll give you a discount. only 2 coppers, and ill take you to your island." his smile was bright and blinding as he held his hand out.

olive gives him a confused look before he realizes his mistake.

"oh, my, you must be one of them american folk, huh? so in dollars, that'd be..." he pauses to think, thoughtfully tapping his chin, "$3.50," he states.

olive raises an eyebrow at this, stepping down from the scale to fish out her wallet from her waistband. she pulls out the correct amount of currency and hands it to the man, placing her wallet back to where it was.

he takes the money gratefully and deposits the cash into the register, then he walks around to open the counter for the young brunette to walk through. "right this way, miss!" he leads her to the back, grabbing a gear pack and handing it to her. "parachute and harness, for safety." he states, "you just put it on like a backpack and buckle the front. it's as simple as that."

he leads her to the other building, opening the door for her even though the hangar was already open. after shouting at a guy named mike, he helps olive into the plane, following her after he's sure she is in the plane. he sits himself in the pilots seat, then looks back at her after starting the plane. "all set, Miss?" he asks, the plane slowly moving forward.

she nods.

"great!" he grabs a pair of helmets, and hands one of them to her, saying that she could wear it for the full experience.

she simply nods again, and takes the helmet.

he gets a little discouraged from her lack of words, but perks up just as fast. "then we're off!" he exclaims, giving the plane more gas.

soon enough they're in the air, the man (of whom never once gave his name) tries to make conversation, but soon gives up when Olive does not reply.

they make it as far as circling around the island, before the man speaks up. "i can't find anywhere to land!" he shouts above the thunder and steady thrum of the engine.

she nods again, and unbuckles her seat. stepping up she waves to the man.

looking back at her for her response, his face lights up in surprise, but he is too late, as she had no hesitation in her jump.

olive had been aiming for the beach, if she were to hesitate, she would've been doomed for a sharp rock to her stomach. the force of the impact wouldve killed her, no matter how much her body could withstand. so, instead, she parachutes down to the beach, the wind was quite strong though. instead of being blown away, she unclips the harness around her waist early, and slides down a steep, rock wall, her kagune ready to sprout if she looses balance. unfortunately, she does, at the end of the slide, but rolls into it, landing on her back in the sand.

she takes a breath as soon as she's done, the rain pattering her face as she comes down from her adrenaline high.

Neemus had just finished his report back to the Dark Brotherhood, the most infamous guild of assassins in Tamriel despite their recent decline. Once he signed the final form, he handed the papers to his assistant, who ensured they’d get to where he wanted. The task done, he went out to his balcony, watching as the new students began to fall, or swim, or float, or even skydive (really?) onto the island.

I watch Olive's performance with a minor facepalm laughing at the guts on the girl to dive bravely and nodded "Well that was surprising. Very nice indeed" I jot down a few more marks and remarks under her name and nodded again. The students had time to rest at the cabin by the shore till they were collected by the guide to the castle. So far... so good

After witnessing a few more arrivals, he decided to go visit his lover down on the shoreline. He managed to find his way there (despite getting lost a few times), then strode up beside Asura, standing next to her quietly.

Well hello there Xer" Smiled slightly and pulled him down on my lap while I watch the students (applicants for now) take Task 1.

“Hello my love,” he greeted her, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek, “how are the applicants coming along? I saw some impressive arrivals earlier.”

"They are surprisingly doing quite well." Nodded patting Xer's tail lightly "I almost pity the poor townfolk ... almost" Smirked widely