Hiding behind the shadows...[open]

[Black Bird]

Jethro refused to let go of her hair and instead tugged tighter. "don't think you're going anywhere!" He snapped, grabbing the knife he hasn't taken out of her back yet. "I can always twist the knife you know." Jethro pulled down on her hair to get her to sit back down. "Sit." He ordered almost as if she was a dog. "okay, I'm bored," he grumbled. "can we kill her now? She's not doing anything."

[Seven Snis]

He smiled at his happy family, "That is because you aren't doing anything either. Be creative." But he too was growing tired of this small game of cat and mouse. They needed entertainment.
Seven put his finger to his chin, deep in thought.
"Cut her up." He said qute nonchalantly with a wave of her hand. "But be slow about it." He warned with a wicked smile.
His blue and green gaze landed on the victim, he steooed frward, lifting her face to him witg a finger. "You brught this on yourself." He growled.
"You ciuld have ignored us, been on your way even if yoy didn't know. But I know you did, you don't just watch a duel and walk away clueless." He explained turbing her head to examine her. He let go, turning away and back to Jethro.
"The pleasure is all yours." He said with a small bow.
So formal, a gentleman at heart, but a killer to the core.

[Blaze]

Blaze did as she was told and sat back down. "You might want to think that over again." she said looking up. '1...2...3...' she said into her head. She was prepared to pull the knife out from her back. She screamed loudly as she yanked it out but was so mad to care and quickly grabbed the knife she had before and got up. "I don't care what you say. I'm not afraid." she said as she stepped forward. As Seven bowed she went in to kill him, and if she wanted to kill them both slowly it would probably be a mistake. A fast death means they cant gather their power back up and try killing her again. She didn't like to kill but will do it if she had to. "You shouldn't have done this to me. You all will pay." she countinued.

[Seven Snis]

He straightened himself as the scream split the air, the scent of more blood filled the air and he spun on his heels. Seven, in one quick motion, revealed a small hand gun and trained it on the girl. Oh hiw he hated using this retched device. It was such an untraditional way to kill. So, he only used it in special occasions.
Seven cracked a giggle, covering his mouth with his hand as if to muffle his hysterics. But, a fire still burned in his eyes, the smell of blood nauseating to his sensitive demeanor.
"It's your own damn fault b**ch!" He cursed with a low growl.
"I advise you to leave immediately or face death at my hand." His voce deepened and his face grew serious. His finger stressed to pull the trigger, but he gave her a chance to fight or flee. He had no worries about who she might tell, who would believe her?

[Black Bird]

Jethro found it wasn't his fight, so he stepped back but was read to attack when asked. A small grin appeared on his lips as he rested against the wall, lightly licking the blood off of his knife to keep himself occupied. A few times he glanced out at the rode and wondered if people saw this. For sure there was a lot of commotion going on. So far nothing.
Darn, he was really looking to cutting her up. He was going to wrap her torso in his leg as he sat behind her, making sure she wouldn't squirm. Than he would cut off finger by finger, than he hand, arms feet and legs. Maybe than her ears and nose, lips in no order, and than cut open her chest and stab her until he stopped breathing. So far he could only fantasize...

[Blaze]

Blaze just looked at him. "Once I get back my streanth back. You'll wish you where dead." she said turning around to walk off. "Keeping this knife." she called then turned to face Jethro as she walked by him. "You might want to watch your back. And tell your friend that too." she said. She kept walking and never looked back at the two. She would hear their footsteps if they tried to sneak up on her for another round

[Seven Snis]

His eyes rolled and he waved at her dismissively, she just didn't know when to give it up. She thought she had a screwed up childhood, big woop, so did everyone else in this half ass town. Thinking you were a big shot was what brought down most. Keep yourself low, don't get an ego. He glanced at Jethro, he understood it, pick your fights carefully. He lowered his weapon, slightly pissed that he had been forced to bring it out.
Seven slipped the gun into his jacket, he looked around carefully before fixing his composure. People had started to emerge from their shops and buildings: poker face activated, he flashed a grin at his ally, "She'll bleed to death in say 10 minutes if she's lucky." He growled slyly with a smile.
His face slipped and he puckered his lips in a pout, "But what a shame her body had to be thrown away." He gave an exasperated sigh.
"Wanna try again some other place?" He asked as he zipped his jacket up against the dropping temperature.
Citizens walked by as if there were not two serial killers standing next to them. It was delicious.

[Black Bird]

Jethro politely waved goodbye, chucking at Seven's remark. "I find it odd how people haven't noticed her yet. Damn. She looks like a zombie out there." Jethro wipes his mouth with his jacket, cleaning away all evidence that they were trying to kill someone and stared at all the people out there.
"I was hoping you'd ask that question." Jethro replied as he slid the knife elegantly back in his jacket pocket. "Who do you want to go after? You know what's fun? Killing girls you'd pick up from a bar of those slurry college girls. Like they have no idea about what's going on and they can't fight back either. Maybe a little squirm but that's it. I mostly like it for the screams. Feels good on the ears- if that makes scene."

[Seven Snis]

He watched her go, pulling his long checkered sleeves over his hands to hide the blood staining his fingers. Oh how it would be fun to take that out of his shirt. Such a messy job....
But it was quite endearing to watch not one mortal turn and stare at thw girl with a gaping hole in her spine. "It's all in the brain my friend. Ignorance is key." He said through his teeth, slightly disgusted. It was all in vain that they cause her pain and not be noticed. Talk about stealing the spotlight.
Seven stepped back against one of the brick walls, supporting him with his elbows. He inclined his head, closing his multi-colored eyes and savoring the darkness of his eyelids. Girls.
That was a joke. Sure, they were amusing for the first twenty minutes, but the stupid ones were barley any fun. They knew their fate nce they saw it. But what he did love, were the fiery ones. The ines who were blind to the torture and kept fighting. Seven loved a good challenge and relished the curses he received from them as he tore their inards out.
Seven shrugged, "Eh, I was thinking more of a thug sort of deal. The bigger they are, the harder they fall." He chuckled darkly licking his lips.
"But it sounds good." He said with a nod. "You lead."

[Black Bird]

Jethro wasn't too big on the thugs. He's always pushed around in high school by the jocks in the first place, so he wouldn't go near them unless be had his pistol with him, which he didn't. At least girls he could take advantage of in more ways than one. When Seven agreed he was delighted, taking mind to the blood on his hands and recalling he had a pack of those wet wipes in his jacket pocket. He used them to clean of the blood a lot faster. Jethro reached in the right pocket and took out too, one for him and one for Seven. "here," he said to him, tossing him the wet wipe. "Let's bit make it obvious we kill people in our spare time." Jethro chuckled a little and walked back out into the streets after his hands were clean, leaving the wipe in the alley. "The bars just over there." He recalled, pointing left. "Maybe we can go there. I kind of want a little alcohol in my system too. It's been a while I've drank." Jethro smiled a little at Seven, knowing he was looking foreword to killing a thug. "If you want you could find a girl with a boyfriend. You could like, kick his *ss and kill him outside or something. It'll be fun, promise."