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Simon watched the people pass by him with a quick glance. He was at the Pantheon, sitting at the steps with the usual black cowl over his face. He watch them put some coins in front of him and thought, Just because I'm seating here, does it make me look like a beggar?

((Should he be her target? ^_^))
((that's fine with me :]))
He adjusted his cowl at his head carefully. He did not want any people seeing him like this, he was a duke for heaven's sake! He just want to be where they died, to feel close to them so he sat there waiting for the feeling to come.
He adjusted his cowl at his head carefully. He did not want any people seeing him like this, he was a duke for heaven's sake! He just want to be where they died, to feel close to them so he sat there waiting for the feeling to come.

Simon was still looking at the people with bored interest. He needs to get out of here. The memory was too unbearable for him. He stood up and left the coins on the ground, he had more gold than that. He instantly noticed that people were avoiding his path and shrugged. He was 6 foot, easily towering all the people in the Pantheon.

Simon felt a knife pressed to his side, he looked at his 'assassin' with a carefully fearful look. "Please, don't kill me, here," he took out his bag of coins out of his cloak and gave it to her. "Take my money, I don't want any trouble," he modulated his voice for it to be small and weak.

Simon straightened as they were out of the public. "Because," he drew his push daggers from his arms and quickly turned the tables to her, "I can do this to you," his breathe pinning her to the wall. "Who sent you? and may I add what a poor job of killing me." He let his voice be grave and serious. He pressed the knives closer but not enough to draw blood.


Simon did not felt the pain in his arm as he turned to the male one and quickly held a knife at his throat and this time it was drawing blood. "Don't move," he said softly to the female. "Or I swear I'm going to kill him without any regret."


"I'm not afraid to shed a little blood you know," he said as he thrust his dagger to the male's thigh quickly twisting it. He felt some blood trickle down his throat and he turned to the girl, "I said don't move," he ordered again in a soft voice.


((Maybe he kidnaps her? XD That could be fun!))
((let's wait and see:]))
Simon was trained to let his mind and body separate so he only felt a twinge of pain as the dagger went through his chest. He looked at it and when he raised his eyes to them he simple smiled, "You shouldn't have done that," as he jumped over them and he quickly let out the twin swords at his back and pointed it to their throats, "When I said don't move, you do not," he pressed the tip to their carotid arteries. "Okay?"
Simon was trained to let his mind and body separate so he only felt a twinge of pain as the dagger went through his chest. He looked at it and when he raised his eyes to them he simple smiled, "You shouldn't have done that," as he jumped over them and he quickly let out the twin swords at his back and pointed it to their throats, "When I said don't move, you do not," he pressed the tip to their carotid arteries. "Okay?"

"You see, I don't want to kill you but you started it first," he said gravely, the swords not moving and still pressed at their throats. He turned to the male. "You call yourself an assassin? You screamed after I slashed you a little and look at me," he looked down at the knife still in his chest. "I didn't bat an eyelash over it." He turned to the girl, "Now, tell me, who sent you?"

"Are you the girl?" he asked the male while applying pressure to his sword at him. "Tell me, love, and I swear that you will not be harmed anymore," he gave her a small smile. "But you however, let's see," he told the male.

"Am I?" he asked the male with no reaction at all. He looked back at the girl, "Please, tell me, I just want to kill them for sending you because they don't know me that well."

When he heard those words he let an eyebrow raise, "You thought that I was working with the templars," he digested what she said and laughed until his eyes are tearing up but he held the swords steady.
He looked at the way male stared at the female and he instantly stopped laughing, "You're lying," he said the female.
He watch his reaction and shrug, "Well from the looks of it she is because she is not responding," he held his swords steady at their throat.
"If you tell me the truth, I will let you and your lover go but until then," he pushed a fraction of his swords. "Tell me," he said to the female, ignoring the male.

"Well if you wouldn't I would kill your lover in a matter of seconds if you don't tell me. 5...4..." he started counting as he prepared to kill the male.


Simon felt the pain as he heard his swords clatter to the ground. He swayed and fell down at the ground, "Gwen, please take my swords and bury them somewhere safe and Vlad, I hate you for not remembering me." He said this as darkness took over him.

((it's okay, I have a plan:]))
He groaned in pain as he blinked to see Gwen by his side, "I'm a friend, don't worry I'll heal," he said this with a smile and for once he was grateful for what the Templars did to him.
He groaned in pain as he blinked to see Gwen by his side, "I'm a friend, don't worry I'll heal," he said this with a smile and for once he was grateful for what the Templars did to him.