Greetings the name is Nightingale do you need anything? Perhaps you have a job that needs to be completed? I enjoy all aspects of tea will you join me for a cup? If not join me for a walk tis a nice Night tonight. (Marvel oc blog)
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She gave an apologetic bow "No forgive me if it seems that way I do not think of myself than anything other than a tool for killing. It's all I've known, all I've ever known and no I am not giving you orders just advice."
She turned to him and cocked her head in confusion "I am not something straight out of a bowl of Ramen I think you are mistaken, my name is Nightingale and I am here to carry out a job. One which I have a feeling you serve a greater purpose for and no your attempts to anger me are failing I do not allow myself to feel such petty emotions they cloud judgement. So you can call me naruto, nori, ramen all you like but I see futility in the gesture." Forming large tentacles with the shadows around her she opened the doors as she suspected about twenty where indoors three standing guard by the door. Tentacles snapped forwards and tore of heads and spines with ease as she made her way into the room laying waste to the goons within. Bullets where fired out of fear ricocheting off the walls some fired towards her but where deflected by barriers.
Rolling into the treasure room she let fly a host of deadly projectiles which embedded themselves in the throats of the other ten guards in the room. Scanning the rooms she realized none had the tattoo which meant the man wasn't here. Well sh e could at least grab the jeweled diamond necklace from the safe in front of her. Walking forwards she realized it was similar to the technology outside she decided to hack it open instead. With a metallic glint her katana was poised to strike the safe then she had a better idea. "Excuse me thief can you please open this safe I'll pay you whatever amount of money you desire for it's contents."
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"Wow, ya do think high a’ yourself, don’t’cha?” Remy simply replied, arms folded, a brow raised. Yet again.
He couldn’t help it. He wasn’t a big fan of bragging. Even though, granted, he was a hypocrite when it came to that, seeing he did it himself on occasion.
"An’ don’ for a moment think I haven’t seen blood before. Ya would be surprised. An’ you, fer th’ record,"
He took a step back, instead of following her. Red-and-black eyes narrowing.
"Don’ get to give me orders. Only Slim’s allowed ta do that. An’ Logan, sometimes, if I’m in th’ mood. Yanno - people I actually know n’ care fer, instead a… What’re ya? Someone straight outta Naruto?"
He was picking a fight, maybe, yes - but somehow, getting to know Scott had made him even more rebellious. He knew where he stood, now. He knew he could be better than a petty thief and a murderer. He could be a leader - he could be Scott Summers’ son. And this guy took no orders from anyone.
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Night was on constant alert she was even more twitchy when he came up behind her and so easily disarmed the system that so plagued her. "Don't get the idea I was helpless I simply couldn't tell which grey wire to cut first. I you think I'm going to just let you wait outside while I kill everyone your wrong. Besides I'd hate to disappoint you but I can not be shocked to death I'm a mutant."
Moving towards the door she stood in the center before pulling her mask back up over her face. "I want you to see me clear the room just so your perfectly clear where you stand in this. And if I so decide to spare your life then may that thought constantly linger in the back of your skull. Though I have not made up my mind if your death shall be met by my blade or not."
Gesturing to her side for him to join her she cleared her mind manipulating the shadows in his corner to swirl at her feet for later use i need be. "Stay by my side don't get in my way and you will be fine there's more men crawling in this room then you know and this is going to become messy."
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Ah, yes, there stood Gambit. Brow raised, eyes quickly trailing over her figure.
What was this, some eighties anime show? This surely had to be a joke, right? A goddamn shinobi? Wow, Logan was not kidding about the Japanese. “Yer about t’ cut the wrong wire, just so ya know,” He commented, instead of making a racist comment - because that would be plain rude, and rude was one thing he was not - and instead pointed to the pile of wires she was poking at.
"Don’ get me wrong, I don’ care if ya shock yerself ta death, but if ya do cut that wire, yer also gonna pretty much permanently lock th’ door. Sure, I can find a remote energy source an’ re-hack into th’ system, but that’ll take time, an’, well," He gave a carefree shrug, stepping closer, "I’d like ta get this heist done by tonight."
Confidently simply stepping up, kneeling beside her and trailing his own fingers over the wires, he picked up a knife. Red-and-black eyes studying the colorful little things, before cutting one of them.
A sound could be heard - like a tiny cat purring. A confident smirk crossed his face, and he stood up again.
"I’m thinkin’ yer ‘eaded in ta kill someone, so," He gave a bow, and motioned for her to step in. "Go ahead. I’ll take what I need when yer done, an’ you an’ I never saw each other."
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The night was still and quiet Night’s footsteps did not disturb that silence as she picked the lock to enter her targets house. Her contract was to kill the man of the house identifiable by a diamond tattoo on his neck, anyone she came across was to be taken care of to.
Rolling into a lounge she let fly a flurry of poison tipped shuriken that took out the maids her toxins making quick work of them. Walking past twitching bodies she knew his room was located in the top floor as was his safe and other valuables he would be well guarded but she could take care of that easily. Withdrawing a katana she made her way up to the top floor killing anyone she came across. “Kuso..” She came face to face with a giant steel barred door with a top of the line security system when Night was told her target was well guarded she assumed bodyguards not fucking facing area 51 type security.
She softly sighed and rested her head on the door the cold steel icy against her cheek she whispered to herself “It’s okay I’ve got this it’s like picking a lock right… yep this little assassin can do anything pretty soon we’ll be downing some Sake at a nice bar.” Moving to stand in front of the security system she sheathed her Katana and pulled out her tools. Slowly she slid the cover off the keypad, so many wires umm staring at them she realized some of them where different shades of grey… “But aren’t these meant to be colorful? Great just my luck I’m fucking colorblind on top of this chaos.” She hovered her pliers over the lighter one and was ready to cut it when she was interrupted she could sense someone behind her.
Not even bothering to look behind her she sighed “Look I’m kind of busy here if you could meet your death a little later that would be nice.” She still had many Kunai left but not so many shuriken still enough to take out the butler that was most likely standing behind her. Sighing she turned her attentions back to the alarm system, okay was it the dark grey one she had to cut or the light grey one she had to cut? Was she even meant to cut these she had no idea…
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Looking up she punched him playfully in the gut like she always had before "Listen Mister we are both never going to see eye to eye on this so how about we take our minds off of this and say none of us where at fault?" Turning away from him she continued scrubbing his clothes "Silly Remy." She muttered under her breath.
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Remy did not hug her back. How could her. He felt like this was all of his fault because he was the one who came back, who spoke about Bella, and made her angry. Remy is the one who left her all alone so that she could be hurt in the first place. All of this was his fault and there was no way for him to be able to take that back without going back in time, and that was not a power that he felt. “No. It’s entirely m’ fault mon ami. Not yours.”
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She flinched as he grabbed her wrist looking up at him she moved forwards and held him in a rushed embrace burrowing her face into his chest. "No, no I'm sorry it's not your fault it never was stop blaming this on yourself okay your not in trouble this was something that was brought on by my want to protect you and to hurt Bella for hurting you. I'm sorry all I know is killing so it was my answer to protecting you...I'll never bring it up again."
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"That’s not what ah meant and you know it. And there is no reason for you or ah to get into a who had the more shit week contest alright?" Remy sighed and then he grabbed her hand by the wrist and turning her back to face him when she turned away. "It’s bad enough dat it’s m’ fault. If you are gonna rub it in m’ face every chance you get, den ah’m gonna be in worse trouble." Remy was not truly angry with her. His anger was more directed at himself than anything else.
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She paused to look at him "All the stuff you've been through? Oh yes please do tell how much you've been through it must be to have your head hac-" Turning away from him she resumed cleaning his stuff pouring over more of the mixture trying to clean a particularly nasty blood patch "Sorry forgive my outburst I'm weary, hungry and agitated please ignore my impudence." Reaching over with one hand she bit the cap off before downing half of it and handing it back to him. "So what now? Do we kill Bella? What do we do with ourselves now?"
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Remy grabbed the bottle of Southern Comfort just like she asked him to and he opened it up as he walked into the laundry room. He took a long drink of it and then he set his item on top of her dryer. “Of course ah’ve washed them before, but think about the kind of stuff that ah have been through in da past 3 days. S’not like ah had a chance to go back to m’ apartment to grab a clean set of clothes. Don’t blame me for dat mon ami.”
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She still wasn't done with his clothing he didn't take long with his shower something she sighed at He really just needs to stop and relax She thought "Yeah I'm in here just cleaning up I'll be a while there's that Southern Comfort in the cupboard you like so much bring in the bottle for us both." She shouted scrubbing hard at the clothes "Really how much grime can you attract have you ever washed these before?" She teased softly.
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Remy quickly showered himself and then he climbed out of the water. He never spent more time in a shower than he needed to unless there was a reason, and being that he was showering alone, there really wasn’t a reason to do so. Once he was out of the shower and dressed, he walked through the home trying to determine where Night had scurried off to in the little bit of time that he had been gone. “Where da hell you done ran off to girl?”
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"Mix some herbs really what does that even mean? No I am taking out this target I have my orders the target is at the floor below and I must enter the room to find them. I will be notified who they are once I get inside the building." She stated sheathing her katana and running for the window.
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Looking away she grabbed his clothing "Well I do okay, it's not fair that I get to see you naked get teased by your perfect form and not do anything to you." She stated shyly before lightly scrambling downstairs to work on his things.
First she changed the sheets on his bed taking extra care to use the red silky ones that had been washed with fabric softener she then laid out a warm ostrich feather stuffed quilt and the silky pillows. Walking to the laundry she then ground up a mixture of salt, herbs and other secret ingredients to pour in the water. Night then began to scrub the bloodstains and other filth from his Jacket and clothing. "Damned man get's himself into too much trouble.." Sighing she shook her head I'll always be there to get him back out of it though.
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"Ah’m not gonna lie to you. Ah’m just gonna be as honest as ah can mon ami. Ah really don’t care if you are lookin’ or not." Remy chuckled and then he shook his head at her quickly. He folded his arms over his chest for a second and then stepped into the bathroom. It only took a few moments for him to get undressed and hand his clothes out of the door quickly. She had already seen him naked, so there was no point in Remy trying to be shy at this point. She knew everything that he was capable of anyhow.
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"I know but it is in my nature to look after anyone this way, even Sparks gets the same treatment." Walking over to her cupboard she moved aside a fake wall that had more weapons and money and produced a dusty but clean black singlet and black tailored Jeans. She scanned her eye over the bathroom to let him in before waling back out and handing him the clothing "Just pass the dirty clothes and jacket through the door when you get changed and I'll start cleaning them." Leaning up against the outside of the bathroom she looked at the bed "I promise I wont peak see I'm looking in the opposite direction of the bathroom." She reassured him blushing slightly at the thought of him naked.
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Remy laughed as Night talked about all of the things that she planned to do for him. SHe was so submissive, and sweet, that it was hard for him not to want to take advantage of the kindly way she acted around him. She had genuinely sweet intentions and that was something that Remy did not understand in this day and age. Normally people were always trying to get one over or him, or use him, but instead this woman was genuinely kind and genuinely sweet, and that seemed so out of place. “You do realize that you don’t have to do any of that for me right? Ah can take care of m’self just fine.”
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"Your welcome Remy but there will still be some portions left over for you in the fridge if you get hungry during the night. Oh that reminds me I need to put an extra blanket out in the guest bedroom for you it gets a bit cold." She moved away from his kiss before bowing at a fourty-five degree angle keeping aside all personal feelings she was either at one extreme or another thanks to her training she could never find a balance. "Give me your clothes I'l set a spare pair out for you when you get out of the shower. Don't worry it's no big deal I kind of brought a spare pair for you during the sparks ordeal a couple of years back." She bowed again "It's just so you have something to wear while I wash your old clothes and get my bloodstains out of them I grew up in the Yakuza I know some good tricks to getting them out of clothing." She herself was still covered in the product of her death but she would fix herself soon enough after she had fixed his clothing she would take a shower in Spark's ensuite.
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"My apologies, my mind is too strategic at times it detected a hint of deception within your statement. Though I guess my training has failed me in this instance I meant no racism or offense in that statement."
Nodding her head she avoided revealing any sense of alarm as he mentioned others... What others? "It was a pleasure to meet you Marcus though I wish it was on better circumstances be safe and I'd avoid those unsavory cultist types in the future... Goodbye."
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"That’s racist, and unworthy of you, my dear. For your information, my father was Canadian. I can be named whatever the hell my parents wanted to name me, regardless of my race." He let a little honest annoyance leak out; it never hurt to appear prickly about one’s name and background. It served to deflect questions to a more opportune time.
"I will leave you to your roasting, then, and rest assured, I will find you if I have need of you. You’re not the only one at home in the shadows."
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"Good because you know I would just find you again eventually." Smiling she sighed "Stop being egotistical I'm not doing it to please you I'm asking you because I'm damned hungry and it's apart of Japanese etiquette to cook for your guest before yourself so what the do you want to eat?"
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Remy sighs and then he shakes his head at her quickly, though it was only for a second. “Ah promise you that we can stay friends even after ah leave. Ah’m not running away from you.” Remy grinned for only a moment, doing his best to cheer her up without stretching out her hopes to a ridiculous level. They were not getting back to life. There was no reason to lie at that point. “Ah really wish you would stop goin’ so far out of your way to please me.” Remy sighed and then he tilted his head up at her from the bed. “Ah’ fine. Really ah am.”
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"I'm sorry but remember my bloodoath I can't lie even if I wanted to so I had to say it and I will not deny it." She hugged him before taking a step back and looking up at him "When you leave your not going to run away again right? We'll still keep in touch." Night couldn't handle him disappearing like that again. "I don't know why I care about you the way I do but I do and I can't help it. It goes against everything I was shaped to be but here I am worried whether you'll be safe when you leave tomorrow to sort your business out. You hungry? Can I make you something to eat?"
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Remy paused and then he shook his head at her. He did not want to hear her say that she loved him. People who loved him always go themselves hurt and he did not want to see night get hurt. Remy sighed and then he shook his head at her quickly. “Please, don’t tell me you love me. You’re gonna make it too hard for me. It’d be so much easier if you didn’t care so much about me.” Remy sighed and then he shook his head at her. “Ah’ll stick around for the night, but after that, ah need to head away for a while, check up in things.”
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"Marcus..." She let the word roll off her tongue most likely a false alias. "A Japanese man named Marcus? You say my one liners need work I say your deception needs work. You could have chosen Hideki, Shinji, Haru but instead you chose Marcus..?" Maybe it possibly had a meaning behind it a touch of sentimentality towards something? The possibilities flew through her head.
"No thank you "Marcus" I set myself a goal and I must endure it no matter how unpleasant it may be for me. Though I thank you for your concern I think you are interesting. There is something about you that you are hiding I'm not sure what it is but it is in my nature to find it out." Such deceptive people could prove dangerous I must find out his ulterior motives or it could spell trouble for myself. "I would write down my number for you but I'm a little tied up perhaps you could commit it to memory?" She called down to him trying to mask the pain in her voice as the sun began to blister and burn her skin a deep unsettling red.
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He chuckled slightly at the though of the Brotherhood as a cult, but the description was apt enough. “Do you want down? Honor is best served by those who live to serve it. You seem to me to perhaps be adequately punished, especially as the evidence of your mistake has been disposed of.”
He avoided her question, and was sure she would notice. He could leave her there, in fact he wanted to and should leave her there, but he liked to collect favors from anyone and everyone. It was a hobby.
"My name is Marcus." The lie rang true from lips that lied all too often. "I can help you down."
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Getting up off the bed she hugged him hard wrapping her arms around him. "I accept your apology Remy, no your not the worst person which is why I fell in love with you in the first place." Sniffling she rested her head on his chest "I uh I'm sorry for crying and getting upset it just really hurts you know. How about you stay for a drink you should also lay low tonight after going after Bella I have a spare bedroom downstairs you can occupy friend." The word hurt to say but she'd get used to it eventually.
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Remy paused for a second hearing her words. He knew that there was nothing that he could ever say to make this better. His eyes lowered, and the words of his surrogate father instantly popped into his mind. Beware a woman wit’ a broken heart. Those words never seemed more relevant than they did at this moment. “Ah know. Ah’m sorry. I was young, an’ brash. Ah shouldn’t have done it then. Ah knew ah wasn’t gonna stick around for you. Ah should have never did that to you. Ah am the worst kind of person. Just say it.”
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