"So... I guess we can start and get to know each other when Fatality's of doing whatever she's doing. How old're you?"

Lunaria smiled. "Well, i'm 14." she said.
(changing her age.)
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Fate panted. After seeing Sasha laying there she started moving toward him but stopped when Jenny ran to him. "Great, not only do i have to fight this..... stranger...... for Sasha, i have to fight my own kind!" she thought. She accidentally hissed. It was her nature to hiss when someone fights her for the one(s) she cares about. She simply turned and jumped to the roof closest to her. "Sometimes being an assassin means the ones you like dont like you. Even if they are the same as you." she told herself, sadness in her voice. It was just a little too loud. It was guaranteed Jenny would hear it and most likely Sasha.

Look at my last post.)

"Oh. So you're only about a year older than me. I think. And you're already training to be an assassin?"

Lunaria nodded. "My parents were assassins. I wanted to find Fate because she has never failed an assassination." she said. She looked at Grey. "Your eyes are pretty." she said.

Jenny-
She looked up for a moment having only caught the last part of what Fate had said. There was no time to chase after her now, the man was still not breathing. "Come on man you got to breath..." The girl said forcing air into his lungs again. Sasha coughed rolling over in an attempt to catch his breath. "Thank the lord above!" Jenny sighed with relief. "I thought you were a goner!" She purred some before releasing she was still in her other form. She was suddenly very self aware, her tail curling around her legs as if she was trying to hide them from the man. Jenny stood, her head down not meeting the boys gaze. If she could have blushed she would have but one couldn't tell now passed all the fur.

Sasha-
It seemed as though he would never stop coughing. Soon the coughs subsided allowing him to stand and regain his bearings. There was a girl there with him, she looked familiar in a way though now she was covered in fur. She must have been a werecat, a very uncommon type of werebeast. For some odd reason he found himself staring at her, as if he needed something from her. The moment broke though releasing him. "We really shouldn't be here..." He said grabbing his gun and climbing from the room. Soon her caught up with Fate. "You left me."

"Oh. Uh. Thanks." Grey said blushing (she doesn't get complimented a lot) "I like your hair. I've always thought red hair looked cool."

Fate turned to Sasha. "It was obvious the pick pocket was going to save you. Besides, i thought you wanted to go alone. Since you left before i got back. Go ahead! Go, take Grey with you. It's obvious you dont want my help!" she hissed. She was pretty angry.
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Lunaria looked at Grey. "Really? Thank you Grey!" she said. "Nobody has told me that before. Thank you." she added, hugging Grey.

Grey stiffened. "For an assassin you're a bit huggy."

Sasha-
"What did I do to you?! Why the sudden anger towards me?" He asked. Then it dawned on him. "Your jealous of the pick pocket aren't you?! You think I like her don't you? I have news for you and her, I'm not the marrying type."