[color=#2dbdfc]"There are three reasons, miss, that I don't believe you're [i]not[/i] an Assassin."[/color] Lucifer responded with a chuckle. Did she really just try that old trick? How stupid did she think he was? [color=#2dbdfc]" One, you only registered dull surprise when I told you, rather than, say, running away screaming or being shocked to the core. Secondly, you're at [i]this school[/i]. This school only accepts Assassins and it needs references, either from family or an organisation. Ergo, you can't be here and not have some kind of assassination history. And thirdly..."[/color]

At this point Lucifer was cut off rather brusquely by what initially seemed to be the air vents exploding. Immediately, Luci brushed Alexandra behind him, although he couldn't totally cover the taller girl, and his hands went for the sharpened pieces of metal he kept as throwing knives.

As it happened, it was not a detonating air vent, but rather someone being forced through it at high speed. Lucifer - quite accurately - guessed that there had been some kind of fight, though why the person was wearing a pig mask was beyond him. His suspicions were confirmed when shortly after when a girl emerged to punt the pig-boy in the head, knocking the lights out of him

[color=gold]"Ara ara~ The world's short, indeed. In one second you're frying some bacon and in the other meeting an old acquaintance."[/color] the mysterious girl said, looking at Alexandra. Lucifer had just enough time to pull his hood up with his free hand. Nothing he could do about the mask, though, so he kept his head lowered, obscuring his face with the peaked hood.

[color=#2dbdfc]"And three, that"[/color] he finished, gesturing vaguely at the scene in front of him.

[color=gold]"What do you say about we finishing that thing from Istanbul right here and now? Or... are you too busy with your boyfriend, Calamity Princess?"[/color]

Oh, so she had a nickname? Lucifer pondered over what kind of organization Alexandra had joined. Mafia, maybe? Either which way, he didn't want there to be any bloodshed quite yet, so he did what he could to placate the situation.

[color=#2dbdfc]"[i]Salaam[/i] to you too, miss."[/color] he began drily [color=#2dbdfc]"Before you do anything rash, I'd like to point out three things. Firstly, Istanbul should really still be called Constantinople, or better yet, Byzantium. Konstantiniyye, if you want to be Turkish. Secondly, I just want you to know we have nothing to do with piggy over there and whatever... erm, Calamity Princess has to do with you has [i]nothing[/i] to do with me. And I'd really appreciate if you didn't shoot her. And the third thing: [b]I am not her boyfriend![/b]"[/color]

No-one had to die here. They both just had to make the right moves and it would be a-okay. If any blood was spilled outside of a mission that he could stop, that would go against everything the Fedayeen stood for.