Disc:I do not own RO, Gravity Corp does.
"Well, here's the suspect."
"The murder?"
"I told you, he jumped!"
The first man ran out of the room, fearing a shouting match.
The second, A portly Crusader, looked dryly at the assassin sitting
across from him. His suit was black, and the bandages wrapped haphazardly around him. His katars were on the table, underneath the swordsman's hand. His hair was brown, messy on his head. The only thing dropping his seriousness was the gaudy red
clown nose attached to his face.
"So, Mr...Ummm..."His pulled the paper closer..."the Dizzy.Tell
me how he "jumped"." The assassin pulled up in his chair.
"Well, it all started in Payon Dungeon."
"Continue, Mr. the Dizzy."
He dives into the events of the day.
A day in Payon Dungeon, and assassin wipes zombie gunk off his prized katars, Spin and Crash. A scream Flies from nowhere.
"HELP!"
Out of nowhere, and an archer, followed by a Midnight Flower and a full sortie of foxes.
"Over here!"
Without thinking, he grabs the archer, and willed himself to vanish.
The Midnight Flower turned and walked off ,foxes in front.
"GRIMTOOTH!"
From his hiding place, in plain sight, spines shot from the ground,
impaling the Flower in the chest, poofing the foxes away.
The archer turned and looked at his savior and looked him up and down.
"Your hot."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
He looked away. "Just a moment in my tourtured existance."
The 'sin turned on his heel and walked for the exit."Goddamned pixie..."
"Where are you going?"
"Far away."
"Can I follow you?"
The 'sin turned and saw the archers pack. Branches stuck out.
"How many Dry Branches do you have?"
"Four."He replied."How much to take me to Prontera?" He said , pulling out the sticks.
"Just that much."He says, grabbing them.