jaydude
Five Thousand Club
Currently working on my post, but it is a big one I'm replying to. Here's what I've got for what Shi-Vash was up to:
If there was one thing that Shi-Vash liked about her work, it was the thrill and challenge of extracting knowledge from within dangerous circumstances. She was engaged in one such venture right now, in a tomb that long predated the rise of the Scarlet Dynasty, and was supposedly home to things that could be of great benefit even to Heaven.
Of course, she was hardly the only one who desired to know such things.
"I'll grant that your master wasn't expecting someone like me to get involved here." she said, driving the blade of Conspirator's Glint right through the face of the Guild's mercenary. "But he could at least make this more of a challenge."
The mercenary had no reply other than to collapse onto the floor as Shi-Vash withdrew her blade, joining his two-dozen compatriots currently laying strewn throughout the tomb. The black-haired woman knelt down and wiped the blood off on the man's trousers, and turned around to continue her investigation.
"Ugh...you...wretched bitch..." another mercenary managed to gasp from his position on the floor. He couldn't do much more than that, owing to the bloody wound in his neck.
Shi-Vash raised an eyebrow. "Oh? I thought death was something to be desired to the people of Skullstone. Then again, you're probably not going to be allowed into the nobility there." she said, an amused smile on her mouth.
She walked towards him, thinking that she should at least put him out of his misery, when she saw the characters etched onto a wall that had very much been bare of such things earlier.
She sighed. This was far from one of her favourite occasions to be interrupted on, but orders from Heaven were orders. At least the tomb's secrets would remain hidden for a while, unless the Guildsman who was also interested in them was able to find a Dragon-blooded or rogue Lunar he could hire. The traps within had saved Shi-Vash the trouble of killing some of the mercenaries.
Of course, she was hardly the only one who desired to know such things.
"I'll grant that your master wasn't expecting someone like me to get involved here." she said, driving the blade of Conspirator's Glint right through the face of the Guild's mercenary. "But he could at least make this more of a challenge."
The mercenary had no reply other than to collapse onto the floor as Shi-Vash withdrew her blade, joining his two-dozen compatriots currently laying strewn throughout the tomb. The black-haired woman knelt down and wiped the blood off on the man's trousers, and turned around to continue her investigation.
"Ugh...you...wretched bitch..." another mercenary managed to gasp from his position on the floor. He couldn't do much more than that, owing to the bloody wound in his neck.
Shi-Vash raised an eyebrow. "Oh? I thought death was something to be desired to the people of Skullstone. Then again, you're probably not going to be allowed into the nobility there." she said, an amused smile on her mouth.
She walked towards him, thinking that she should at least put him out of his misery, when she saw the characters etched onto a wall that had very much been bare of such things earlier.
She sighed. This was far from one of her favourite occasions to be interrupted on, but orders from Heaven were orders. At least the tomb's secrets would remain hidden for a while, unless the Guildsman who was also interested in them was able to find a Dragon-blooded or rogue Lunar he could hire. The traps within had saved Shi-Vash the trouble of killing some of the mercenaries.