Sneaking and Stabbing

"That’s a lot of dead people."

"If it didn’t hurt to breathe right now, I’d hug you."

"Just keep thinking good thoughts."

"If there’s something good or beautiful in any of this, please, enlighten me."

"Sorry, I have a reputation to maintain."

i want to be given the chance to make things right

don’t bottle it up because you feel like it’s easier

if it can be avoided just tell me

She lead the way to a ladder in a back alley, slowing only momentarily to grab a pistol off of a dead Cerberus trooper. She always did better with smaller guns.

A slender hand tightened firmly on one of the straps to her back that was already tightly secured to her back. The action one of insecurity, the dark had that affect on her. Not normally but, these weren’t normal times for Yara. She was no longer just an engineer progeny doing freelance work for whoever.

Now, she employed her skills and talents for the Assassin Brotherhood. It was because of her new employment that shadows and dark places unsettled her, especially at night like now. Too many scenarios of knives in ribs or silenced gunshots to the head ran through her mind and if she was able to get anxious over such things, she was sure she’d flinching at every brush of wind.

Fearless, it’s what caught their eye to begin with and what kept Yara’s hazel eyes sharp and intent as she waited for her new contact and partner for this new job. While she had been taken by the Brotherhood, Yara was not a skilled fighter or killer. So, having a trained assassin with her would save her skin. Impatience grew as she waited and shifted every couple of minutes.

It didn't take her long to find someone obviously waiting around and her backpack hinted at her occupation. Elle pulled her hood up and climbed down, going to greet whoever her new 'partner' was.

May the Fourth be with you!

“Never tell me the odds!”

“You do have your moments. Not many, but you have them.”

“I have a bad feeling about this.”

“Who’s the more foolish; the fool, or the fool who follows him?”

“That’s impossible.”

“I’ll never join you.”

“I find your lack of faith disturbing.”

“You’ll find I’m full of surprises!”

“Yeah… You’re a real hero.”

“It’s against my programming to impersonate a deity.”

“These aren’t the droids you’re looking for.”

“Aren’t you a little short for a Stormtrooper?”

“I want them alive — no disintegrations!”

“…It’s not fair! They promised me they fixed it! It’s not my fault!”

“Sorry about the mess.”

“Laugh it up, fuzzball!”

“I happen to like nice men.”

“So what I told you was true… From a certain point of view.”

Give me a number, and I will describe the physical characteristics of my character expressing it. NO DIALOGUE. Descriptors only! (Feel free to add to this list if reposting)

Anger

Happiness

Intense thought

Boredom

Lust

Hatred

Joy

Frustration

Embarrassment

Shame

Horror