Myra shook her head letting out a small laugh, she walked over to Roger locking eyes with him, she found his efforts flattering. "Its very flattering, you trying so hard to make sure I don't succeed. But Captain, I'm smarter than you and your men, you won't find anything. Do you think I'm daft? I can hear your men following me before I see them, I know who you are talking to, and I know what your saying. I'm not naive like you seem to believe, and I am certainly not stupid, and I am definitely better trained then your men, if anything their the idiots in the room." Myra's eyes flickered to the burnt letter. "And that letter was from the King, he's very fond of me you know, and he won't be very happy to hear you burned that before I finished reading it. All Business of course, I suppose I'm going to have to go speak to him myself."
Myra watched them tear around the room and watched Roger's frustration grow when they found nothing just as she had said, Myra clicked her tongue a smirk appearing on her face as she looked back at the Captain. "Well, this was fun." Myra smiled heading for the door. "It was nice seeing you Captain, but if you would excuse me, I have business with the King, since you so rudely burnt his letter."
Myra perched on top of the roof, she was dressed in all black, and with her stealth she was impossible to see, and she knew no one would hear her, she saw quite a few of the Captain's men among the councilmen guards. Oh he is just dying to catch me. Myra thought with a smirk, she shimmied down pipe killing the first few guards without a noise, the others wouldn't notice until she was gone. Before long she was in the building, she was tempted to spare the lives of some of the Captains men, they were innocent in this, most of them were, but with the Captain wanting her gone she couldn't risk it, everyone who saw her had to die, and they were easy enough to kill, as Myra had assumed; child play.
"Ah, Councilmen, you seemed to have lost favor with the King." Before he could yell for help, he was dead, and Myra was gone without a trace of her even being there, as if she were a ghost.
Myra watched as Rogers frustration grew, she completed task after task despite his efforts to make her life a living hell, to catch her to do anything to her; but today was different, today she was fighting with the fifteen remaining Assassins some sort of combat training Myra didn't need, though she was convinced it was more for entertainment then anything.
Myra sat back and watched as the chaos ensued as the others tried to rip each others throats out, she chuckled slightly, one person challenged her eventually, but she made quick work of him hitting him in just the right spot he collapsed, unconscious. When she finally grew bored, she took down quite a few of the others, but there was a scream, a child's scream, and one of the men managed to ram a dagger into her side when she was distracted, she let out a pain filled cry, before turning taking the man out not bothering to spare his life before looking to where the child had screamed, it was a panic scream, a help me scream. Then she saw it.
She let go of her bleeding side, taking off like a bolt to where the child was being attacked, she could hear someone in pursuit of her. Was it the Captain? She didn't really care at that point. She came between the three men and the child, she drew her sword, she knew these men, they had been assassins in the keep with her.
"Theo, lowered yourself to attacking children? I'm disappointed." Myra shook her head at the biggest of the three men, but he struck at her before she could finish and with her wounded side she was in more defense than offense, one of the other men knocked the boy out, and someone took him on. Myra looked over to see the Captain.
Theo managed so get her pinned a hands on her neck, again with the distractions. "Captain!" Myra managed to cough out, she wondered if he was going to let Theo strangle her, but before the captain could do anything another guard got him off.
When more guards showed up, Myra pushed Theo back. "Take them!" She called to the men surprised when they listened to her, that freed her and Roger to tend to the child which is exactly what she did. As gently as she could Myra shook the small boy, trying to wake him, and soon he came to, Myra put her sword down carefully scooping up the young boy when he started crying, pulling him onto her lap rocking him back and forth. "Hey, don't cry, your safe now...I won't let anything happen to you." When the boy calmed he moved back from Myra.
"Your bleeding." He said between sniffles pointing out the pool of blood. "I know." Myra replied. "I will be okay." The distressed mother showed up gathering the boy into her arms, she thanked Myra and Roger before walking off with him. Myra went to stand, she let out a cry of pain falling back onto the ground placing her hand on her side as the adrenaline wore off, she began bleeding more, even with her hand there, and then, like nothing everything went black.
Myra watched them tear around the room and watched Roger's frustration grow when they found nothing just as she had said, Myra clicked her tongue a smirk appearing on her face as she looked back at the Captain. "Well, this was fun." Myra smiled heading for the door. "It was nice seeing you Captain, but if you would excuse me, I have business with the King, since you so rudely burnt his letter."
Myra perched on top of the roof, she was dressed in all black, and with her stealth she was impossible to see, and she knew no one would hear her, she saw quite a few of the Captain's men among the councilmen guards. Oh he is just dying to catch me. Myra thought with a smirk, she shimmied down pipe killing the first few guards without a noise, the others wouldn't notice until she was gone. Before long she was in the building, she was tempted to spare the lives of some of the Captains men, they were innocent in this, most of them were, but with the Captain wanting her gone she couldn't risk it, everyone who saw her had to die, and they were easy enough to kill, as Myra had assumed; child play.
"Ah, Councilmen, you seemed to have lost favor with the King." Before he could yell for help, he was dead, and Myra was gone without a trace of her even being there, as if she were a ghost.
Myra watched as Rogers frustration grew, she completed task after task despite his efforts to make her life a living hell, to catch her to do anything to her; but today was different, today she was fighting with the fifteen remaining Assassins some sort of combat training Myra didn't need, though she was convinced it was more for entertainment then anything.
Myra sat back and watched as the chaos ensued as the others tried to rip each others throats out, she chuckled slightly, one person challenged her eventually, but she made quick work of him hitting him in just the right spot he collapsed, unconscious. When she finally grew bored, she took down quite a few of the others, but there was a scream, a child's scream, and one of the men managed to ram a dagger into her side when she was distracted, she let out a pain filled cry, before turning taking the man out not bothering to spare his life before looking to where the child had screamed, it was a panic scream, a help me scream. Then she saw it.
She let go of her bleeding side, taking off like a bolt to where the child was being attacked, she could hear someone in pursuit of her. Was it the Captain? She didn't really care at that point. She came between the three men and the child, she drew her sword, she knew these men, they had been assassins in the keep with her.
"Theo, lowered yourself to attacking children? I'm disappointed." Myra shook her head at the biggest of the three men, but he struck at her before she could finish and with her wounded side she was in more defense than offense, one of the other men knocked the boy out, and someone took him on. Myra looked over to see the Captain.
Theo managed so get her pinned a hands on her neck, again with the distractions. "Captain!" Myra managed to cough out, she wondered if he was going to let Theo strangle her, but before the captain could do anything another guard got him off.
When more guards showed up, Myra pushed Theo back. "Take them!" She called to the men surprised when they listened to her, that freed her and Roger to tend to the child which is exactly what she did. As gently as she could Myra shook the small boy, trying to wake him, and soon he came to, Myra put her sword down carefully scooping up the young boy when he started crying, pulling him onto her lap rocking him back and forth. "Hey, don't cry, your safe now...I won't let anything happen to you." When the boy calmed he moved back from Myra.
"Your bleeding." He said between sniffles pointing out the pool of blood. "I know." Myra replied. "I will be okay." The distressed mother showed up gathering the boy into her arms, she thanked Myra and Roger before walking off with him. Myra went to stand, she let out a cry of pain falling back onto the ground placing her hand on her side as the adrenaline wore off, she began bleeding more, even with her hand there, and then, like nothing everything went black.