#themanoflight

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Though this city will be dreadful in nature, there were perks. It was a bit peaceful, naturally all cities will have their part in crimes behind a dark alley but that was none of Marie’s business, after all, she doesn’t know if she’s in France or not. Naturally, she can’t just go up to people and be like, ‘bow down to me for I am the queen of your country’, no. She was in a revolution just for that. 

“Aaah, truly the generations these days can really make such tall buildings.” Marie gazed upon the streets as she lean across the railing. Where was she, you wonder? Oh, just simply standing upon on of the tallest building in Hive City. Do not copy the action she is doing, leaning against the railing on a very tall building is not a wise action. Leaning down more, Marie thought she saw a familiar face until she realize that she lean in too far. “Uh...”

Well, well, well.

It was a figure she would not readily forget, though some things had changed. A bit taller now with some muscle but she could spot him easily enough in the crowd. Legs spread as she as she readied her stance and grounded herself, the thick wooden spear she was given was now being held in one raised hand near her head.

Her aim was precise and she knew she wouldn’t miss. Feeling that the wind was on her side only meant it would glide that much more easily toward its destined target. With a satisfied smile the muscles in her arm flexed and propelled her hand and the spear forward--throwing it a healthy 60 yards in distance.

Let’s see how much Cuchulain remembered from his schooling. Consider it a pop quiz.

❋ While Zero had expected some response to her inquiry to sate her sexual appetite, she had not have counted on the fact that some people really were going to take her up on the offer. In which case, she had accepted the offer from a man known as Lancer and was...eager to meet him in person, for lack of a better term.

She could honestly say that this wasnt the way it used to be.  You didnt meet people through posting job descriptions, unless it was for a bounty purpose, you instead usually, in Zero's mind, killed their previous mistress and then took from them their partner.  Needless to say, this wasnt exactly Zero's way of doing things, but here in this city she didnt have much of a choice. 

Sitting back on the park bench she rose her head to the sky, the one eye not covered by a flower squinting as she frowned a bit, raising her non-prosthetic arm to shade her eyes. - 

`` Damn, it's hot.``

- She muttered, her face cast into a scowl at the mere thought of the suns rays beating down on her face. It was too much like the desert area where Two had dwelled.  That was irritating. With a groan she started to become more illtempered.  It was rude to keep her waiting, who put her up to this anyway?

"Depends on what kind."

"Oh, there are different kinds! I did'nt know that!"