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Post by syndrome on Oct 14, 2011 2:02:37 GMT -5
Syndrome smirked. "Well, what better way then to have a group of assassins, not much of an assassin unless you are ready to kill or torture those who made your life miserable." he said. Turning to Alvin he nodded. "I would think that it would make the most sense to you."
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Post by Alvin the Treacherous on Oct 14, 2011 8:46:46 GMT -5
"Of course. You didn't really think I would go off and try to kill Hiccup by myself, did you?" Alvin asked with a skeptical raise of a nonexistent eyebrow. That would be suicidal if he even attempted it. Even if Hiccup didn't have the slightest clue of who he was, Alvin needed to take precautions. That was why he had surrounded himself with the assassins. They would provide protection to some degree, and he would be able to go in and kill Hiccup with few problems. He doubted that Toothless, Camicazi, or even Fishlegs would be able to do much to help Hiccup against an army of assassins. Alvin grinned to himself as he thought over the idea. It would be glorious to see it take its full form.
"It's all a matter of how we go about dealing with our supposed problems. On the one hand you could charge in recklessly and be met by an onslaught of agents to protect their little client. On the other hand, you could... sneak in and deal with them silently." Alvin went on as a Cheshire grin spread across his face. He had an idea. "Why don't we go on a mission at some point to infiltrate their base? They would never see it coming and be completely vulnerable to a surprise attack." he suggested.
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Post by Ursula on Oct 14, 2011 14:04:34 GMT -5
Ursula smirked. "Sounds like fun, anything to get to torture a few agents is good idea to me." She looked around the others, this was her chance to see which one of them would be good allies and who wouldn't. It would be best to ally herself with someone of power and knowing how to use it. Who knows what kind of powers they would have
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Post by Taylor on Oct 23, 2011 17:14:28 GMT -5
"Going in quietly is the best way to eliminate someone. I should know."
Taylor walked forward into the light, toying with her dagger as she spoke. She already knew that most the assassins didn't even try to talk to her and Bob, and she knew why. It was always because of the one honest fact: how could a girl her age and unicorn ever be capable of killing?
As her thoughts amassed in her brain, she smiled deviously. Oh, they would learn, and very soon at that. Her and Bob weren't the clowns everyone else thought they were. The unicorn slowly trotted up to her side, tossing his messy mane in the air, before lowering his head down to whisper in her ear. Taylor nodded, and looked to the others.
"An infiltration of their base does sound good, but we're going to need a few decoys, don't you think?" Taylor asked.
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I'm also Alvin the Treacherous.
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