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ASHE
he was something solid to lean against.
The moment gray-clad assassin appeared just a few rooftops ahead, Ashe had a savage grin on that no one could see. Technically he was supposed to stop her from reaching the Keep on time, but sometime around a mile ago the tone of their game had changed. Now? Now it had become a race.
Fire-blue eyes remained fixed on the familiar shape of Kalt, not glancing down as she cleared a considerable gap and tucked into a roll upon the next rooftop. People below softly cried out in alarm, one or two recognized the blue cloak paired with the smooth mask, but she didn't pause for a moment. Her infamy was as integral as her skill - the reputation of the Assassin in Blue is the reputation of the Guild, Master would tell her.. and she would be lying if the gasps below didn't give her a thrill. It felt like forever, but it was only mere heartbeats that passed before she ran adjacent to Kalt, and she abruptly changed her direction. Ashe threw herself cross the gap of a wide street - too far to clear - and her gloved hands expertly gripped a bolted flagpole. The metal groaned at the sudden swing of weight, but she released it before it could give. In the next moment she swung herself around the corner to the avenue Kalt would be racing over, fingers grabbing tightly to the rooftop and hauling her up. They shared no words, no expressions, but she knew his heart was racing as quickly as hers was. The same way he'd know she was grinning when she'd appear beside him and move to dart ahead of him, a thin blade flicking free and sweeping for his leg. It would miss, but the point was to break his stride. Fuck him if he thought he'd beat her in her own assessment! She'd show him exactly why they were rivals and not simply student and teacher anymore. something violent and fierce and unmoving |
