Well this was embarrassing and made him seem like
he lacked grace. At least his impact was softened by
something... soft. Oh. Roman now realized what the
softness was. It was one of those kids that hung around
Red.
They are just a consistent problem for me, aren’t they?
“ Well, this isn’t exactly how I wanted you and your
little friends to figure out I was still alive, but I guess
beggars can’t be choosers, can they? I’ll get off of
you so neither of our leaders think we’re in bed with
the enemy. That and... so you don’t punch me into
next year with that shotgun fist thing you have. ”
Roman went ahead and got off of Yang then brushed
himself off, grabbing Melodic Cudgel and making sure
his hat was probably aligned on his head.
She missed her....She really did...Not a day went by that she didn’t think about her...but it always did hurt...And she hated it....Blake Belladonna...A freelance Assassin, doing whatever she can to survive and avoid any trouble.
Things...weren’t always like this..She met her back at Beacon Academy....Her...being Yang Xiao Long. The beautiful, blonde brawler who took on pretty much any challenge that dared confront her. That was one of the things she admired most about her....Something she lacked....Something she thirsted for...Strength....Confidence...That’s some of the things that made her special to Blake...and it killed a part of her...for leaving her like that...She didn’t have much of a choice..not while she was in that condition. No...She wouldn’t endanger them any longer because of her...Because of her betrayal to the White Fang..
She disappeared after the Fall, not leaving a single trace. Some presumed she was dead, and she kept it just like that. Every person that needed someone put down, she would give them her fake name. She would put the target or the client down, and she would move on. She didn’t kill just for the hell of it, or just for the money. She specifically aimed it towards any potential threats, and members of the White Fang. Those that were too far gone into Adam’s ambitious and blood-covered ideals. Every kill....Every assassination...it would slowly bring her closer to him.
Now, she was to target one of the higher-ups. A lieutenant of sort. Watching him closely, carefully, studying every single movement and behavior. She waited, and waited, and waited through the night. It was almost 3 A.M. when he made his move. Completely drunk and vulnerable, he decided to follow a blonde out, keeping his distance. She remembered a movie, oddly enough, with an almost identical scenario. She found it funny that she could even think about that right now. Following him from above, staying hidden as he followed the blonde, then eventually leading into an alley. Perfect. Though, the blonde didn’t look like she was going to have it....It was as if deja vu was there...a familiar feeling..She shook it off, drawing her blade from behind. She would wait before he was wide open, then she’d strike, blade going through his shoulder. Now, she went down to quickly finish the job before said blonde did anything to interfere. Despite his injury, he wasn’t going down without a fight.
Several painful minutes later, the lieutenant lied there on the cold ground, dead..Blake stood there for a moment, making sure he wasn’t going to get up again, but she completely forgot about the blonde just a close distance away.
Ash had known of Yang’s reputation to get rather up close and personal with her friends, but he never could have imagined that he’d be the next one. As close as they were as friends, such a thought never crossed his mind. After the kiss, as quick as it was, Ash just sat still for a moment, trying to process what had happened. “Heh. Yeah. You got me. Not that I’m complaining, of course.”
“Oriana, huh? That’s a nice name.” He leaned in closer to get a better look at the child. Ash seemed like he was close to fawning over Oriana. What could he say? Babies were something of a weak spot for him. He was about to ask who the father was before glancing at her fingers and seeing no sign of a ring. Suddenly, a lot of things about her demeanor made sense; she’d been left again. And by the father of her baby, no less. He didn’t dare bring this up. Instead, he asked hesitantly, “W-would it be okay if I...” He extended his hands out slightly, making his intentions clear.
Current list of children across multiple verses in some way shape or form:
Viola - With Yang
Cinnamon - With Coco
Yayoi, Unchou, Amber, Jade - With Natsuko & Blair
Ceilia, Amara, Hunter - With Nora
She likes kids, and her parents are the type to spoil the grand kids..despite her complaints.
“What, yeah should totally be your regular outfit..” that’s not what she said..snap out of it you useless moron..”I mean, it looks really good on you..like really good...but forgive me for asking this..why exactly do you have that? Did you work at that restaurant?”
“Well for me I simply wanted to appreciate nature at night and allowing a firefly to land on his hand as it flashed letting move around his hand before letting it fly away into the night illuminating the gentle forest. “Somehow, I can understand how you are feeling. You are currently stressed out about some things arent you?” He said sitting down on the grassy floor letting nature fly by.
