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Kyle moved opening the door and sheathing down the hallway putting out the torches or tapping the stones that light the hall. reaching the master's cambers Kyle looked at the closed door.Pulling out his lock picks he deftly unlocked the door. Before he opened it he focused calling on the ether to enhance his hearing. Breathing someone was in there . Not wanting to kill a maid by accident. Kyle pulled it open a crack. Moving up the wall in a jump. Kyle propped himself between the wall and the ceiling the elaborate crown molding giving him a ideal hand hold.Than pulling the shadows around himself. Kyle raided the hand cross bow so that he could get a line on anyone coming threw the door. Kyle waited like a spider his eyes focused on the door.

Tavar fallowed the masked man down into the under city his silver mask catching the light of his torch. As he used the smuggling tunnels Tavar swore as he heard voices nearing dousing his own torch he watched as a merchant and six guards where moving illegal goods threw the tunnels . There cart was pulled by a donkey that looked iltempered like the rest of his kind as bucked kicking the cart.

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it's on the second episode XD

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Lol

There is some discrpibcys in the file called entertainment.. one of them being candy with an I

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Hey kids wanna see a dead body ?

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Alucard: Yes, I do. I take enthusiastic walks through the woods.

Sir Integra Hellsing: And kill homicidal vampire priests?

Alucard: Very enthusiastic walks.

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Kyle stepped off the roof falling to the ground where the dead man was. Pulling his sleeve up he found a bow and arrow tattoo on his forearm. Free hand climbing up the stone wall he made it back to the roof tops. continuing his way to the noble manors, Kyle pulled shadows over himself, Kyle entered the Maximilius by scaling and knocking out some of the hired help. With expert skill Kyle climbed threw a window in a library. His steel demon mask catching the moonlight as he waited taking a seat behind the desk loading a hand crossbow with a poison that would kill in seconds. Kyle found a bottle of wine in the desk. He poured a half glass of the stuff and dropped a powder in the wine. It made the victim bleed from there eyes nose and mouth and if breathed in the lungs one would latterly choke in there own blood.

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more like Alucard of off hellsing.

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yeah though keep in mind that most characters are anti heroes

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Kyle smiled and swept the coins up off the bar. She was grossly over paying but than again he would not complain. "Good Hunting" Kyle said as he closed up the bar. Looking at the clockwork timer saying it was almost three in the morning. He got to his feet moving to the rooms upstairs and to his room. He opened the hidden wall showing a nook .He Took out his mask of the demon's head and slipped it on. Than next came a gray hood that hid is hair.Bracers went on his arms. Covering the the scars, next he slit on a pair of leather gloves. Flexing his hand to make sure he could move it and the leather was not to stiff. Next poison pouch on his belt along with a \few more daggers.
Kyle burst out of the top of the Tavern and threw his shutters taking to the night. He planted his hands like he was on a vaulting horse to leap over things in his way. Slid on his knee in other spots where the roof top overlapped to much. He jumped across the street tapping his power and drawing on the ether to give him more speed. Jumping thirty feet Kyle smiled under his steel mask he was in his element.

Than things went tit's up, Kyle heard the tell tail twang of a long bow's string. Instinct along with long training took hold. Turning so the shaft hit the plate on his leather kyle spotted the man. Dashing forward before he could get another arrow on his string Kyle hoped to close the distance. Kyle was not fast enough and the shaft took him high in the arm. Than in a blur another arrow and this time it curved to hit Kyle . "Shit..." Kyle swore as he pulled hard on his power. Lifting his hand shadows writhing out slashing the arrow in two. Kyle gritted his teeth as he pulled that hard on his power. His whole good arm hurt with muscle serine. For making shadows effect anything would whiplash back on the caster. It was a tricky bit of magic to pull off on the fly like Kyle just did, but hundreds of hours of training had went into doing that trick.
Kyle drew a dagger and threw it took the man in the eye and he fell to the roof and slid down to the street.