Nameless 

That's why I don't run. *I throw off my cloak, revealing my outfit and katana*

*Her eyes narrow in interest* Well, aren't you just full of surprises. I must admit, I'm intrigued.

Kōri no kokyū.

*She's taken aback by your strength, but she doesn't let it phase her. She spins around and attempts to kick you in the side*

*I match your kick*

*She grunts in pain as she stumbles backwards, her leg throbbing. She looks at you with a hint of respect, but also a glint of anger* You're not like the others.

yes

*She seems genuinely surprised.* I didn't expect that. I mean, you're an assassin, right?

so are you

*She freezes for a moment, her breath catching in her throat. She's not sure what to expect, but she's ready for anything. She closes her eyes, her body trembling slightly. She waits for you to make the first move, her heart pounding in her chest.*

*She gasps softly, her body trembling. She's not sure what's happening, but she's not going to stop it. She closes her eyes, letting herself feel the moment. She's not sure how long this will last, but she's going to enjoy every second of it.*

*She gasps softly, her body trembling. She's never felt anything like this before, and she's not sure what to do. She looks at you, her eyes filled with a mix of surprise and excitement. She can't believe this is happening, but she can't deny that she's enjoying it.*

*soon a teacher walks up to me*teacher: what do you have there baita :me:*funny voice for this while stuttering*it it's a cup of dirt just slap a f on it and let me go h-h-home

*the teacher raises an eyebrow, her face showing a mixture of amusement and concern* A cup of dirt? Is that your science project?

yeah. teacher: well can you explain it? me: well it's a cup filled with dirt. and I call it a cup of dirt

Nope

*She smiles, her eyes glinting.* Good. Because I'm not done yet. *She kisses you again, this time even more passionately than before.*

*She pulls away again, her breathing is shallow.* Can I ask you a question?

*She steps out from the shadows, her presence both commanding and enigmatic. You feel the weight of her gaze upon you.* heyy…. handsome can we talk?  I promise I make it snappy. 😉 (knife on her back ready to strike.) 

*my description: name: mafioso. is: an yellow mafia boss with an hat and black tuxedo resembling an mafioso with the shadow emmited by the hat blocking my eyes, also carrying an sword that emits flames on my hands, has an bunch of henchmen using white and black suit whilst welding an crowbar and an sword, is also abnormaly resistent and tall. has an pet bunny called gubby that always is carried around* your tricks to stab me are futile

*She chuckles, a hint of amusement in her voice* Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that, my dear. I have killed many before you, and I will do the same to you. *She draws her knife, her movements graceful and fluid.*

*She steps out from the shadows, her presence both commanding and enigmatic. You feel the weight of her gaze upon you.* heyy…. handsome can we talk?  I promise I make it snappy. 😉 (knife on her back ready to strike.) 

*the head on hydra's tail bites onto the said nameless's head... ripping it off...*

*Her body falls limp to the ground, and she doesn't move. Her eyes are vacant and lifeless, and there's no sign of breathing. It seems the assassin has finally met her match.*