Vittoria per gli assassini

Luca: "You betray the order, and I'll hunt you down personally. If you intend to leave her without permission, I'll kill you personally." I glared at the newbie. If she was planning on leaving out of pure cowardess, I wouldn't let her live to see another day. . . I paused, hoping the threat would sink in. "Fratello, take them to the barracks and give them weapons. Teach them how to fight."

Abel: "Va bene, Come with me. I'm gonna make you hurt." I turned to the door leading to the courtyard where the barracks were. I wasn't sure if me being the teacher was a good thing, but Luca knows what he is doing.

Elana
"I won't be your puppet, mark my words" I spat, then turned to the one they called Fratello. I knew how to fight. But not for this, not for the kill

(Fratello means 'Brother')

Luca: "If you are implying that you won't obey my orders, you can go get murdered by my brother perhaps."

Ambrosia - I turn to mine, "Come on, let's fight." I say with a cold smile. "Abel, mine will fight with yours." I say coldly pushing past him. I couldn't let him get to me.

XD I feel like such an idiot, but in my defense, I didn't know that anyway. It sounded like a name.

Elana
"I'm not an assassin; I'm here because my sister thinks I could be one"

(It's okay. I just should mention what I say in Italian.)

Luca: "Well, why aren't you one?" I glared at her. I knew that she probably wouldn't find me intimidating even though I was trying to be.

Abel: "Very well, I like that idea." I still remained aloof as much as I possibly could. I felt claustrophobic, is it because of the others? I was angry again, claustrophobia is such a weakness. "Luca, dont even try"

Elana
I stood up a little straighter, trying to compensate for our height difference "Because, it's just...not me, alright? I know because I'm a Silver I should be all over it, but..." I wanted to be a cop. There, I said-er, thought it. It had been my secret dream for years

Ambrosia - I pull a dagger out from it's holder around my thigh and fiddle with it, "I don't need names, I don't care who you are. To be honest you are all weak! You are all going to die sooner or later." I glare at them. "Most likely sooner."

Luca: "So, you belong to the Silver family, huh? That's interesting, considering you seem like a pathetic stronza just looking at you."

Abel: "I second that Ambrosia." I had to agree with her, wait a minute, wasn't I suppost to be doing something. Why is the door to the courtyard open? I then closed it. "Luca, I'm hungry. You should make me some food"

Luca: I heard Abel's annoying voice ask for food. "Make it yourself."

Ambrosia - "Luca's busy," I snap, "he shouldn't have to wait on you hand and foot."

Elana
"I'm. Not. An. Assassin." I spat "Nothing you or my sister can say will change my mind, honestly. And I know how to fight; I can take care of myself. I'm not totally incapable, thank you very much"

Luca: I pulled out my dagger and held it to her throat. "Just you listen," I snapped, "If you really didn't want to be here, you should have just left rather than wasting my time."

Ambrosia - I point to one of mine and one of Abel's, "You two! Can you fight at all?" When they nod I gesture to some daggers, "Then fight."

Abel: Yeah, They are kind of right but I was not going to admit it. I don't know how to cook, I thought Luca knew that. I sighed, " Yes, go fight, newbie. I'll try to feed myself, but I don't know how to cook." I really am not liking Elana's attitude but its best I don't say anything.

Elana
Growling, I didn't flinch as the point of the dagger poked my skin "My sister, I told you. Jaylin, you know her. If you were in my position, untrained and two years younger, would you want to try to take her in a fight?"

Ambrosia - I roll my eyes, "Are you serious? You don't know how to cook?" I ask.

Abel: I must be flushing red from embarassment. I couldn't help it that I devoted my life to the assassin order, learning languages and the art of perfect murder rather than cooking 101.

"That is true, I never learned how."

Luca: She did have a point there. "Well, get out of my face. I don't ever want to see you ever again." I pulled my dagger from her neck. Well, I intended to kill her. She had found out our hideout location, for that alone she must be killed. I'll have Himali kill her later.

(I'm going to post a new character)
Name: Himali Aarella
Age: 17
Rank: 4
Other: She is from India, and she is one of Luca's favorite rank 4's.
Appearance:

Ambrosia - I sigh, "Come on," I tell him. "I'll make you something."

Elana
"No, I'm staying; I have to" I muttered, stuffing my hands in my pockets "What do you want me to do, Boss or whatever I'm supposed to call you?"

Abel: "Really Ambrosia??? Your gonna make me food??? Grazie, Grazie!" Despite Ambrosia's seemingly hard outside, she is a sweetheart in the inside. Hopefully she makes me pasta.

grazie - thank you in italian