Post by prince on Feb 3, 2009 2:09:37 GMT -5
Setsuka in her guise as The Prince knelled on a nearby building overlooking a seedy alley. She had heard word of some mob lowlife preying on innocent women to work in an illegal prostitution ring. She heard that this alley is where he lures them, and she would sit here no matter how long it took. The thought of those innocent women and girls tricked, and forced into such a dirty line of work made the blood in her boil as well as making the swords hungry for the man's blood. She opened one hand, and soft glow appeared there, a scimitar appearing in there.
'That bastard will pay for his crimes, and if he chooses to fight back, his blood will stain the street' she thought, her grip on the handle tightening. She took a sharp breath as the combination of the cold night air and swords tearing her up inside hit her at once, but any pain wasn't visible on her face. 'In order to be a true, a prince must suffer' she thought as she saw her target with a young looking girl.
'It's time' she thought, standing up and walking to the edge of the building. Taking a deep breath, she leaped from where she was standing, landing quietly behind the man as he knocked out the girl with chloroform. Little did she know, as she crept closer to him, another was not to far away, after the same man that she would soon dispose of for his sick and disgusting crimes.
'That bastard will pay for his crimes, and if he chooses to fight back, his blood will stain the street' she thought, her grip on the handle tightening. She took a sharp breath as the combination of the cold night air and swords tearing her up inside hit her at once, but any pain wasn't visible on her face. 'In order to be a true, a prince must suffer' she thought as she saw her target with a young looking girl.
'It's time' she thought, standing up and walking to the edge of the building. Taking a deep breath, she leaped from where she was standing, landing quietly behind the man as he knocked out the girl with chloroform. Little did she know, as she crept closer to him, another was not to far away, after the same man that she would soon dispose of for his sick and disgusting crimes.