Home Security Systems hate Shinobi Gambit/Nightingale
"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.
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."
