*Awkward Moment. ..*{Vincent}Assassin and Dancer

[sinara]

~*Sinara*~

Bells tinkled, bow, arrow, quiver rustled, Peacock feather waved, and paws pattered hurridely as a light rain began to fall from the dark, grey clouds that scudded across the gloomy night sky. Not a single star blinked nor was the moon out; tonight. ..was a new moon. Not that the blue she~cat didn't like rain, in fact, she loved it, but the fact that that meant no light, and if there was no light, then you can't see, and if you can't see then you wouldn't know what dangers could be lurking about. The she~cat continued to rush on, somewhat lost. "Am I in the East Quarter or what?" She muttered under her breath. All of a sudden, lightning cracked, splitting the sky in half, and for a moment she paused. Then, out of nowhere, the demonic roar of thunder made her jump and had jolted her back into a headlong sprint. She shuddered as she went along. "What a terrible night to be out," the Siamese mix groaned,"it couldn't get any worse than this. .." But it did, for just as the words were out, the falling rain grew heavier and even more pounding. "Aw, great. .." She meowed sarcastically. As the figure more swiftly this time, bounded away, the rain still did not let up, and finally, she was getting to the point of collapsing. Now, it was relentless, coming down to earth in icy, frigid sheets, plastering the fur to her sides, soaking the cat in a matter of just seconds. Chilled to the bone, she blindly half stumbled, half fell to the nearest house. "Guess I'll just have to stop there to catch my breath." She whispered aloud, but instead of gently leaning against the door as intended, she tripped and slammed against it with a massive bang, slumping to the ground. "Ow." Was the last thing she remembered before almost blacking out. There she lay, half concious, half unconcious. "Ugh, I hope I didn't wake anybody up. .." Twinkling, starfilled, pretty, blue eyes fluttered to a shut, while deep, crimson red blood dribbled from out of her jaw and a cut in her forehead.

[Vincent [Zee]]

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[atrb=background,http://i48.tinypic.com/1bs6q.png] A black pointed audit flicked ever slightly as a loud crash of thunder was heard soon after a streak of lightning lit the sky. A figure lied there, in bed for once in his 'busy' life. Vincent kept under the covers, with his arms behind his head and his leg crossed over the other, bobbing slightly. His golden gaze stared blankly at the ceiling, slightly bleary from sleep but for some reason being unable to drift into it. His lengthy tail lashed for a brief moment in irritation before he rolled onto his side, keeping one arm under his head with a small groan. He'd only closed his eyes for a second before they were flicked back open immediantly as he heard a bang on the door in the livingroom of his home. The thug sat up quickly, his gaze narrowing and fur slightly bristling as he whipped off the covers and jumped to his hind paws, reaching over and swiftly grabbing one of two daggers which he always kept on a table nearby when sleeping. The only thing the tom had on him was the dagger. No cloak, no belt, nothing, and he felt slightly bare. He dashed on light paws into his livingroom, up to the door and quickly opened it with dagger in paw, seeing no cat until he glanced down. "What in the hell?" came the muttered question as he saw the dark she-cat lying on his doorstep, blood slightly dripping from her mouth and a cut. Vinny flattened his ears before kneeling down, placing a paw on the females shoulder and tilting his head slightly to look at her. "Woah, girl are you alright? What did ya do to yourself?" Vincent asked the question though he figured he already knew the answer. The bang on the door and little bit of blood on her kind of explained the situation.

[sinara]

-*Sinara*-

'Hm? Is someone talking to me?' Her mind echoed as it swirled violently, making the world sway and blur as her eyes gradually opened. "Yeah,. ..I'm okay, I guess." She quietly mewed, but she knew it was a total, complete lie. "Do you. ..do you think I could come inside?" Her voice quavered for some strange reason, nervously, and her vision started to focus to reveal a handsome looking tom with flaming amber eyes; she couldn't help noticing the darkness below them and the dagger the other paw gripped. "Or are strangers not welcome in your hovel?" The she~cat eyed his blade with great caution then forced a smile upon her face and struggled to gain her bearings and rise. His paw felt warm and reassuring, just what she needed, but eventually, she let it slide from her soaked shoulder. The blue cat shivered and sneezed, almost forgetting how cold she really had been.

[Vincent [Zee]]

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[atrb=background,http://i48.tinypic.com/1bs6q.png] Vincent tilted his head for a moment before looking to the dagger in his paw and shaking his head quickly. "Oh, I only brought it out because I had no idea what the bang was, I can't really trust many cats out here. I can't turn away a gal who is bleeding." The tom got back to his hind paws as she did, gesturing her to come inside. He followed after her, shutting the door and walking past her, grabbing a thin blanket and placing it around her shoulders before flicking his tail to the couch for her to sit as he sat beside her, looking to the cut and her bleeding jaw. The thug reached over, wiping the bit of blood from her jaw before pulling back, twitching an ear slightly as a crack of thunder sounded far off in the distance. He looked to her calmly, knowing a she-cat like this couldn't pose much of a threat to him, "So, what's your name anyway?" He asked, slight curiousity glinting in his eyes.

[sinara]

Sinara

"Oh really, huh?" She grunted then stepped into the comforting lights of the house, sodden tail flicking from side to side while she left puddles of water trailing after. The she~cat hesitantly settled down on the couch, knees hugged to her chest and blanket tightly drawn across her wet body as he attended to her wounds; she tried to avoid his eyes. A couple heartbeats passed before the blue furred cat unwrapped herself to unfasten the buckles to her quiver, and leaned over the arm of the cushion, setting it down along with her bow, arrows, and a couple of other things except for her bell strap. "My name?" She asked, propping herself back into an upright position. "My name is Sin-," she cut herself off. For some reason, she wasn't fully comfortable with this tom yet, so she decided to fake it. ..just for now. Promise. She cleared her throat sotfly. "The name's Sora or you can call me Raven. Doesn't matter." Sinara flexed her right front paw, but no claws emerged from their sheathes.

[Vincent [Zee]]

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[atrb=background,http://i48.tinypic.com/1bs6q.png] Vincent watched her every move like a hawk, he wasn't accustomed to having strangers in his house. Typically the only cats who came were Guild members and his cousin Renly. He swiveled his ears to every sound and finally looked away as she leaned back to sit correctly on the couch, raising a brow slighty as she paused in the middle of saying her name.. before saying a different one. The tom was a secretive guild master, he knew what that meant. However, he chose to play along for now. "Mh, mine's Vin," he nodded slightly, not saying his full name, but a nickname. The male reached a paw behind his neck to scratch for a moment, not helping but taking notice at how the she-cat didn't have claws when she flexed her paw. The thug put his arm back down on his lap and tilted his head at her, "No claws? What happened, if you don't mind me asking?"

[sinara]

Sinara shifted uncomfortably as his unnerving, unblinking eyes bored into her flesh, making it turn hot and tingle; she didn't move. But his question made her head hurt like mad, and the she~cat instantly flashed a paw to her throbbing head where the cut had been, wincing as memories of the past filled her mind.

Her parent's death. Blood. Daggers. Swords. Slice. Rip. Bloodied paws. Claws on the ground.

She was in danger of shedding tears, but she immediately rubbed at her eyes. "Um," she started off real quietly,"well, I don't exactly like to talk about it, but. ..I guess I can tell you," she breathed out softly before continuing,"it happened when I was only a young kit, but. ..our home got robbed and these thugs killed my parents. ..One of the thugs, probably the leader I think, came up the stairs and pinned me down against the bed. And. ..he unsheathed his dagger and started to tear them out. .."

Her voice trailed. She held up a paw in front of her again and looked at them. As if it hurt, she grasped it with her other paw and held in to her chest tightly before letting it drop to her side. Sinara shook her head, ears flicking as she turned back to look at Vin. "That's kind of why I looked at your dagger that way earlier. .." She whispered, voice quavering slightly. Unknowingly, tears started to form and clung to her eyes, cheek fur, and whiskers.