[spoiler]Open to all.[/spoiler][url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/229906346/0/0/1]Christina[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/229899486/0/0/1][b][u]Lumen Solis, 0134 hours[/u][/b][/url] It was pouring all over in Lumen Solis, but it was raining especially hard in Noctis, the slums of Ollimand's capital. Dense rainclouds obscured the night sky, as rain constantly pelted the pavement and buildings built on top of said pavement. One would think it stupid to enter the slums on a night like this, but that was exactly what the girl was doing. She wore rather light clothing, a smooth, thin white cloth shirt that wrapped around her entire body and trousers to go along with the top. A white scarf was worn around her neck, covering over half her face. Everything about her was drenched in rainwater; her long, snow white hair, her scarf, her clothing. She didn't appear to be armed as she roamed through the streets of Noctis, until she came across a very wounded man. The girl knelt down beside him, examining the wound. She debating simply leaving him and pretending she never saw it, but... it would be so easy. The girl sighed, however the sound was muffled by her scarf. She raised her left hand, gently placing her palm against the man's abdominal area. Worn over her glove were three pieces of jewelry; two rings, one with a sapphire and one with a ruby, and one bracelet, with emeralds decorating it. [i]"O' Falldor, great god of healing, may life not part from this man,"[/i] The girl would whisper–it was a prayer. [i]"Allow him to live to see another day. Show him your kindness and your love, and let the evil that is death not claim him today. And may Ria watch over us all."[/i] And just like that, an aura slowly surrounded the girl's left hand. The aura was a green light, and looked to be slowly being absorbed into the man. A few moments later, his eyes would open, and he would gasp, looking down at his abdomen. Where there was once a deep stab wound, there was now nothing but a scar. The girl would look down at the man, eyebrows furrowed, with worry seek in her eyes. The man looked up, breathing calming down, before he finally spoke to the girl. "I know who did this," He said. "Somebody who's had a grudge on me for a long time. He lives here, in the slums... I was passing through her when he found and stabbed me." He looked up to the girl, fear and pleading in his expression. "You look capable. Please, I beg of you... my family will not be safe until I'm sure that this person will attack us no longer." The girl slowly stood, unsure what to think. Falldor would demand that she help this man and his family, but... what was he to her? She didn't see any reason to help, and was about the shake her head when the man's hands shuffled through his pockets. "H-here, I'll pay you. 200 credits," He gave the girl a handful of coins from his wallet that had miraculously not been stolen. "That's 75. I'll repay the remaining 125 if you bring me proof of his death. I'll be here." He gestured towards the empty alleyway. The girl gazed passively at the man; she was no mercenary, but she would do what she had to to earn money. With a small sigh, she nodded slowly. The man sighed with relief, sitting down in the alleyway. He gave the girl directions to where the man lived, and she merely nodded, walking away from the alleyway. She would eventually arrive at a dilapidated apartment building. The window of the highest floor was broken. The girl slowly began climbing and, when arriving just below the broken window, she lifted her top slightly to pull out a long dagger, at least 18 inches in length, its 13 inch blade slightly curved. The girl raised her left hand to her chest, silently whispering another prayer. Slowly, her body would fade away from visibility, until she was entirely invisible. Now, she would roll into the dilapidated building, soundless and invisible. She would quickly search the room, eventually finding the target looking at his phone. She soundlessly crept up behind him, first taking a peak at the phone's screen. What she saw would make her jaw drop in utter silence. After a moment of paralyzation, she aligned her dagger with the man's throat, before pressing the metal against his throat and slitting it before he could scream. From there, he simply hacked at sawed at his neck until he had torn the man's head from his shoulders. The girl gazed at the phone screen with contempt, before raising her dagger and jamming the tip of her blade into the screen, breaking it and causing it to die. She then stowed the dagger in her shirt once more, holding the head as she left the apartment and returned to the alleyway. She and the man exchanged goods; a head for 125 credits. The girl sighed, turning away and continuing to walk through the slums aimlessly, hoping that nobody had seen the transaction–people likely would've, though. --------------------------[spoiler]Open to Ero.[/spoiler][b][u][url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/229899486/0/0/1]Lumen Solis[/url], same time[/u][/b] Rain was pouring on the City of Lights, but that didn't stop Lux's livelihood. The tourist district was booming with activity, as usual. This time, there was a festival going on, celebrating who knows what–reasons for celebrations have long been forgotten. They could've been celebrating the invention of the Electric Cheese Grater for all anybody knew. High above the festivities, there was a boy sitting atop the roof of a skyscraper. Rain soaked his blond hair and drenched his skin and clothes, while his icy blue eyes simply wandered, taking in the scenery of the beautiful capital of Ollimand. His drenched clothing consisted of a white t-shirt and black sweatpants, while his feet wore no shoes or socks. He simply sat at the edge of the roof, feet dangling over the edge. He might've been waiting for something to happen, or simply admiring the view. Either way, he was itching for movement.