Path of the Hunters - NSFW

"I don't buy that. Nova's pretty go-with-the-flow, but if he guards something dear to him, he'd sooner die than let it get compromised. If he confided in you with that..."

"'E is a fool to trust me," she said quietly.

"Well, more often than not, his loyalties get him in trouble. But he's always been able to fight his way out. If it comes to that, I'm sure it won't be any different."

She didn't intend to fight him, didn't want to. The last thing she wanted was to hurt him, even if that meant hurting herself to keep from it.

Her eyes closed. "'If,'" she repeated.

"I wouldn't want to fight him either. He's a tough contender: strong, passionate, determined-it's what makes him such an asset to the team."

She sighed. "Oui."

"Because of that, I'd put my life on the line to defend him. I know he'd do the same for me, or anyone he trusted.

"But, at the same time, I'm always ready to fight him to my last breath, should it ever come to that. He'd hold no quarter in just the same way, maybe even more."

"You are ready to fight 'im, but you do not wish to. This makes little sense."

"Life never does, but I prepare for it every day."

"Mm..." Their relationship was much more complicated than it had seemed at first. It was an odd web that she doubted she would ever fully understand.

"...We're here. Let's get to work." Cross pulled into a discreet parking spot, and cut the engine. Getting out, he held the passenger door open for Aurélie.

"Merci," she murmured, hopping out. A blade was in her hand, twirling thoughtfully between her fingers.

Closing the door, He pulled his blaster into his hands. "So, besides a level of bloodlust, what else should I know about you?"

"Keep in my my little trick earlier. If they 'ave metal on them, I can see it. It is 'ow I am able to tell where they are." She smiled. "And why I did not 'it your femme earlier."

"Impressive. Well, let's not keep them waiting, eh?" He trained his sights on a "random" direction, and fired. A second later, a grunt was heard, and a fox dropped from his perch, dead.

Aurélie laughed. "Très bien." She sent a blade flying, four heads hit the floor before the bodies did, the blade back in her hand.

Cross grinned. "Looks like I'll have to step it up!" His hand sparking with electricity, he sent a lightning bolt in a direction, and six bodies fell, their chests burned to cinders.

In the meantime ten more had fallen, blood pooling. "I should not be surprised that there are so many 'ere."

"Looks like they got some skill, too." Just then, one tried to pounce him, but in a twirl, he was cut in two. The energy blade that appeared from Cross' blaster retracted.

"I wouldn't expect any less from the Baudoins." She spun, knife going into the gut of a wolf that tried to hit her. She twisted it, smiled at his groan a flung out two more knives with her free hand. Ten more were down in seconds, Aurélie's eyes still on the wolf's.

The wolf stared back into the assassin's eyes, mouth spewing blood. "Madame Amile... will 'ave your 'ead... on a spike!..." he groaned.

"I think I will 'ave yours first," she decided with a dark smile and slid the knife up through his body to his neck. "Au revoir."

[Ooh, ultraviolence. I LOVE IT. Too bad I can't keep up, I honestly don't think RP is for me.]

Meanwhile, Cross had just wrapped up hacking through several others. "...That should be all of them for the moment."

Aurélie nodded. "The last for now, oui. But not the last for the night."