[ Whut? Me? xD lol Oh, and wouldn't it just rock to get hit by one of these things? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0ZxfpUOJfY ]

Necilia looked at her sparing partner at the other end of the room, her whip running along the ground at her feet, making small skidding sounds as it went. Her whole body swayed as she waited for him to get ready for her to attack him. He was putting on thick leather, so that if she hit him it would cushion the sting. "Ready?" She asked once he was still for a few seconds. "...Yeah..." He said, ever the enthusiast.

Necilia started, moving forward slowly until she was got the whip to go faster. She chose this particular weapon because she could both attack and defend. So, that and her mastery in martial arts made her nearly indestructible with very few weak points. 

[ I didn't know if the a.ssa.ssins were already a.ssigned to the mission yet or whut xD Sorry lol ] 

(They are as$igned, and yeah, that looks like it would hurt like a bootch!

Mylovee, join!)

Long red-streaked black hair poured from either side of the silver/grey hoodie with black fire streaming up the sides, matching with the silver in a sexy, yet elegant fashion, making her already unusually slim figure seem slimmer. Her large violet-colored bulb eyes glowed with excitment as she watched the woman with the whip.

She decided to 'hide' where she couldn't be seen, because going in front of someone sent out to kill her for the soul reason of watching her use skills Mellissa could only dream about, even in her top-shape, was pure suicide and stupidity.

She was a little taller, maybe a half an inch taller, than the other woman, who she didn't even know. She knew four things about this woman: She couldn't be f^&cked with, her skills put anyone to shame, she was the most beautiful woman Mellissa had ever seen and she was sent out to kill her. And after fighting with her once (Where she was almsot killer, this woman beign the only person to almsot kill Mellissa) She was at a mix of caution and love-at-first sight, thinking 'this must be forbidden love'

She pulled the hoodie over his head, but didn't bother with hiding her hair. Red and black strteaks still cascaded down the front side.

(I had subs with jalepenos, and nwo I'm typin' on the terlit. Dx)

(( Aw~ Jade~ You make my post look bad Dx All deive and stuff lol )) 

Ray positioned himself for impact, not really wanting to watch as Necilia came toward her but he couldn't take his eyes off the whip. Necilia looked at his eyes and decided to play with him a little, cracking it loud across the floor, her heels clicking and keeping a steadily increasing rhythm. He flinch and that was enough for her, she didn't want him to back out of being her sparring partner.

"S-shouldn't you take off your heels?" He asked, trying to delay the situation. "What? You want me to throw off my balance completely? Man up." She said. Ray glared, "Paper." She told him and he held up the neon green paper that he had been given before suiting up. She focused on the paper, "Hey, don't hit me." He told her, "I won't." She insisted, cracking the whip faster now, getting ready. "But you can whip me if I do." She said with a smirk. "Ohh~ Nice." He answered. "I know, now shut up." 

She moved her hands quickly, the whip make small 'whoo' sounds as it flew threw the air and wrapped itself around her shoulder, from there he lashed out and the whip complied, flying out and hitting the paper. The paper ripped as if it had been cut by a pair of scissors, perfectly straight. Ray let go of the piece and it drifted gracefully down. Necilia repeated this, each time fast and more controlled than the last until Ray was holding a small neon green star. "You can take that home to mommy~" Necilia told Ray sweetly. "She'll love it." He played along.

Ray dropped the star and braced himself for actual impact, having expected that first but it didn't happen. Necilia moved the whip differently this time, an offensive movement. She brought it quickly across his face, the padding ripped slightly but Ray didn't feel anything as he face was forced down. "What was that for?" Necilia shrugged as she straightened up, whip still flying and wrapping around her body.

Ray straightened back up and braced himself. Necilia let the whip wrap around her forearm as she moved forward for hand to hand training. She aimed a quick punt at his face which he blocked, throwing her arm off to his right. Her other arm was immediately aimed for the side of his head and he pushed it off to the right as well. The force of the block took her whole body with it, she used this and an opportunity to bring her leg up. It made contact his his forearm and he grabbed it. "Point." he said and let go of her leg.

She moved back and he advanced, hands in position, he kicked for her head and she ducked. He kicked with his other leg and she blocked by whipping his leg, the whip wrapped up and around and she pulled back viciously, making Ray fall. "Point." He said, the air having been knocked out of him. She moved to step on his hand but he grabbed her boot and hit hit behind the knee making her fall. He used that as leverage and kicked up at her face. She quickly fell back, her body now flat on the ground with her leg folded underneath her awkwardly. This would have been bad if she wasn't so flexible and his foot made contact with air.

She rolled away from him and got up before he could move, using her whip and cracking it at him. He rolled away from her and she followed, whipping out at him. Each time she missed the whip came into contact with the floor and made loud, nerve wracking cracks. She finally hit him across the back and the stuffing flew from his padding. She hit him twice more in quick procession, more stuffing, this time flying up. "Point! Point!" he yelled, making her stop. He breathed hard. "Ok... enough." He told her. She smirked, "Damn, you won when you you got up before me and you know it." He growled as he pushed himself up.

"I know, but you never wanna play anymore." She pouted, wiggling her body a little. "You call this playing? You knocked the stuffing outta me!" He exclaimed, motioning to his dead body suit. "Yes, this is playing. I can get rougher with you though..." He looked at her. "You said I get you whip you if you hit me." He reminded her, "But that was a different routine, and that was only if I hurt you, You're not hurt." She responded smugly. He pointed at her as he walked away, "I see how it is, getting all technical on me." 

[And nice ;3]

(*Whistles* Damn. O__O')

As the violet eyes continued to watch the 'scruff' seemed to be over. He still stood there, though.

"Hey, pretty lady, I've never seen you around before," Said a voice from behind her. Mellissa immediatly turned around, the hood down so her eyes couldn't be seen, but she could see everything, all you were able to see was just under her nose.

"I'm just driftign through town, watchign a show," She she said uninterested and apathetically to the other man, who frowned slightly.

"Well, now that the shows over wanna coem by my place?" "Sorry, I don't date guys," She said, walkign past him only to get her shoulder grabbed. "C'mon, baby, spend a little tiem with me and I can change that,"

Although not really visible, her ex
pression changed from thrilled from the whip performane to annnoyed very fast. She could kill this guy, and obviously this guy didn't know that even though she had a weak-looking fragile, tiny build she is an ultimate weapon straight from hell and the government.

"You can;t chance your orientation," She sighed, and tried to rip her hand from hsi grip in one good tug, but instead of just getting her arm back she got him to get behind her and wrap his arms around either side of her waist.

"Damn, your skinny. Do you even eat?" He muttered rubbing her wait and thighs,

"Keep it up and your going to be eatign my fist, pig," She hissed. She was doen dealign with this man. He fist went flyign backwards and hit the man in the face, a gurlgled alarmed souned eminated from him as he dropped to thr ground.

Mellissa smirked, any 'Bad Mood' gone as she didn't even look at the man as she put her left hand in the hoodie pocket, and let the other dangle beside her as it was covered with blood.

Examination of the man on the ground showed he was dead. The force of the blow had smacked into his nose so hard it sent the cartilage flying into his brain, giving him a quick painful death, as blood slowly began surrounding his body.

Necilia turned toward the voices that were now quietly echoing through out the building. She didn't recognize either of them and Ray had already gone and left her here alone. Pouting because he was a sexual beast and she didn't let him toy with her. She was almost ok with his sexual hara.ssment. And though it was sleazy of her, and that she could admit, it informed her that was, in fact, wanted. 

Why was she thinking about Ray anyway? He'd probably run anyhow and she could protect herself three times over. She cursed herself for even hesitating before she made her way toward the voices. She quickened her pace, however, when there was a gurgling sound. She happened upon a very bloody, very grotesque looking man. Her lip raised in disgust as she bent to inspect him.

Odd, death my broken nose. If she had maybe heard this from someone else instead of seeing it for herself she would have laughed. She almost did then, smirking. She wondered what he had done to get this sort of punishment and looked up and around for the possible suspect. There was no one, but there was a thin trail of blood leading away from the victim and she quickly straightened up and followed it.

When the blood trail ended she cursed aloud quietly, no one in sight. She shifted her weight to one leg and placed her hand on her hip. Disappointment was evident in her body language. You could practically read the word printed in big, bold, black letters on her exposed navel.

She sighed before she turned to find Ray and tell him about this so he could either clean it up or get someone else to do it.

"I think you've had just a tad too much, Mell,"  The female bartender sighed, looking at the young woman, who was no longer wearign her hoodie 9It beign slung over the bartender's shoulder)

"Oh, shuddap, Salem, I can *Hic* drink all I want!"  She said, holding the cup to be refilled, which the red-head replied.

"Y'know, your lucky I'm here to bring your drunk a$s home!"  She growled, watching her down it quickly. She shook her head, lightly, pouring twquilla for another woman.

"This is a gay bar, the most dangerosu thing here is a bull dagger!"  She said then laughed hard, recievign an unoticed glare by a very masculine woman.

"You know if those two women that want you dead come back....If they catch you in this drunken state, they'll kill you, Mell,"  She said.

"Oh, relax!"  She said, sitting up seeming completely sober.  "I was just kidding...Besides, what would make the fookers think they could get their hands on me anyway?" She said confidently.

"Don't put it past yourself, Mell, you've been known to get off your arse drunk before." She commented.

((Ffff.

Meli should have a doggie because people don't trust her to walk around without one since she's blind. xD))

(Okay Rika! Any request on a breed, or is german shepard okay?)