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“𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕-𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒅. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒕, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚.”
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lucythorneagain.bsky.social
The hand may have been gloved yet the leather held an odd warmness that made it seem as though it truly was Lucy’s skin touching their own, a silent confirmation of the slow change.

Though, like all things…it’d take time.
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
Yet, it was the Templar that made the first move by taking a few steps closer with a soft look of her own. Soon, a hand would raise to gently rest on the assassin’s cheek while the other pulled down that silly hood.

“When have I ever given you reason to doubt my true intentions with something?” [+]
eviefryeassassin.bsky.social
Evie's face suddenly softened up to Lucy and felt a great deal of regret being angry at her. She was surprised, to say the least.

❛ Well... I do apologize on my behalf then. I didn't think you actually wanted to do any good besides spew Templar nonsense. ❜

[ ~ ]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
“That little den you believed to just be used for making carriages was actually being used to hide money for transport that had been acquired through selling opium to rather…unfortunate people.”

She returned to look, a rare moment of no emotion showing across her features, as if knowing how [+]
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lucythorneagain.bsky.social
difficult it can be to believe the Templar tried to do some good for once.
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
“That little den you believed to just be used for making carriages was actually being used to hide money for transport that had been acquired through selling opium to rather…unfortunate people.”

She returned to look, a rare moment of no emotion showing across her features, as if knowing how [+]
eviefryeassassin.bsky.social
❛ No, I hardly had the time to look around and gaze upon the lovely scenery with everything being burnt down. ❜

She stared at her with disgust, but also an understanding that she had her motivation for why she did everything.

❛ Do explain then or help me understand. ❜
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
“Just see the good in me? I believe we’re past the point of such a moral code, besides…I trust you saw what the owners of that building were up to?”

She’s trying to be a better person, though telling others about what motivates her actions is rather difficult at times.
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
“Just see the good in me? I believe we’re past the point of such a moral code, besides…I trust you saw what the owners of that building were up to?”

She’s trying to be a better person, though telling others about what motivates her actions is rather difficult at times.
eviefryeassassin.bsky.social
❛ You know — you make it a lot harder for me to actually see any good in you. ❜

She had to help many of the people who would be trapped inside that burnt building.
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
Her honest reaction to someone saying how awful she and the Templar order is known to be.

“I just bought your childhood home and burned it down because I can.”
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
assassin’s hip and down to one thigh to lightly squeeze it. At this point, she hadn’t even been trying to keep them pinned and fully gave into her more primal instincts when faced with the one that caused her so much trouble and headaches in the past.
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
soft words from the woman who still had a hit out on her but that didn’t even cross her mind, soon unlacing a few of the strings on her corset to allow it to fall loose before leaning back in to capture their lips once again with a deep hunger, hand moving down from the—

[+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
else, needing it more than the ridiculous order she’s dedicated herself to serving. All she could ever wish to have was right here in this carriage, the shroud be damned as Evie made it all seem to vanish with their taste.“You truly are one of a kind, Miss Frye…” Such—

[+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
“Does it truly matter if it feels wrong…if it tastes so right?”She returned the look with one that seemed to have been telling herself the same thing the whole time they’d been here and yet Lucy leaned in to taste those lovely lips as if needing it more than anything—

[+]
eviefryeassassin.bsky.social
Evie's breathing was becoming more intense as she stared at her. Now would be the time to strike. The enemies hand was on her hip. She no longer had her. Any other assassin would have ended the Templar right here. Right now.

[ ~ ]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
A free fist slowly rose into the air as if ready to deliver a harsh punch to try and seal the deal only to slowly lower it with a groan of both frustration at the situation and at herself for starting to give in to such weak emotions that were unbecoming of someone of her status, and especially [+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
[+] but inches away from each other…Lucy couldn’t bring herself to put an end to this little game, or to end the assassin as she leaned in ever closer.

“Why…can’t I despise you Evie?”

It sounded as though she was asking herself the same question as their lips brushed together.
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
[+] a Templar.

“Why…Why you? Why an Assassin?! It could’ve been so simple! Just kill you and move on as business entails yet…”

She hated this more than anything, seeming weak and needy as one of her hands began to shake slightly with anxiety over the whole situation and even as the two were [+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
A free fist slowly rose into the air as if ready to deliver a harsh punch to try and seal the deal only to slowly lower it with a groan of both frustration at the situation and at herself for starting to give in to such weak emotions that were unbecoming of someone of her status, and especially [+]
eviefryeassassin.bsky.social
This could have ended so easily for both of them. The Assassin had every opportunity to kill her right away. But she chose to strike fear into her. The Templar had her right where she wanted her, but nothing was happening.

[ ~ ]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
It would’ve been so easy, to try and wring out Evie’s neck right then and there, to finally be free of this constant pest and move on with the plans set forth by the Templars yet…she simply chose to keep them both in this predicament by trying to keep the hidden blade away from her own neck.

[+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
[+] them gunned down in the street like some common thug.
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
[+] assassin.

“I’m starting to think this may be some odd fascination on your part, did you truly enjoy our little rendezvous in the cathedral this much?”

A rather dry laugh escaped her lips, though the humor was lost on both of them as if it’d been in any other scenario then Lucy would have [+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
[+]

“Y-You…seem to enjoy being a nuisance, Miss Frye!”

She’d yell with a slight growl, continuing to try and hold her own which was made easier by the cramped space in the carriage, which meant keeping someone pinned down in such a manner made it nearly impossible to escape even for a skilled [+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
It would’ve been so easy, to try and wring out Evie’s neck right then and there, to finally be free of this constant pest and move on with the plans set forth by the Templars yet…she simply chose to keep them both in this predicament by trying to keep the hidden blade away from her own neck.

[+]
eviefryeassassin.bsky.social
With each Blighter she took down, Evie watched closely at how Lucy was reacting to each other, and every man went down. No matter the size difference , the assassin knew how to take advantage of lack of physicality.

[ ~ ]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
“If that’s the case then go handle it, are those muscles just for show or can you try not handle that girl?!”

A familiar voice snapped at the remaining Blighters that had gathered around her carriage for a routine stop, her tone threatening and leaving no room to argue despite knowing all [+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
[+] other over and plopped all of her weight onto their waist in an attempt to keep them forced down.
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
[+] spine as she naturally began to wrestle with the attacker for control, seeming to already know who would be so dedicated as to hunting her down like this in Blighter controlled territory.

Even if the other seemed to be stronger, a few tricks of her own came into play as she flipped the [+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
[+] made the unfortunate decision to make a run for it as the last of her personal guard was wiped out, though it seemed to be too late as a sudden force tackled her back into the carriage which sent the door slamming closed behind the two.

A glint of a blade sent a rare fear down the woman’s [+]
lucythorneagain.bsky.social
[+] too well that it meant sending them into a meat grinder, but as long as it gave her more time then it was more than worth it.

However, those men were quickly cut down as the lights in the carriages began to go out, one by one until it was nearly her own that would be next so naturally she [+]