(Yesh, one of them.)

The other girl leapt gracefully forward, swinging her swords at the man.

He batted them away and concentrated on Tanith.



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She flicked the tip, catching his sleeve, drawing blood. "Don't shove me out of the way." She laughed mockingly.

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He growled, leaving Tanith for a second and sprang towards the woman, his hard nails drawing a deep gash in her side.

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He glowered annoyedly and sprung forward, slashing at the man with precision, slicing one of his arms. Angelos growled, attacking just to the point where he could give the girl an oportunity to escape. His blades flashed briliantly when catching the light, making for a fearsome display. This wasn't a fight he had wanted to involve in, but, his mind changed easily.

He yelled, holding his arm. He yelled again, then shouted something. The ground near Tanith started to crack.Hell no... She muttered. A blonde man rose from the dirt. He had on an expensive suit and dark sunglasses, which revealed, when he took them off to clean them, that he had no eyes, just black holes.Well, my my my! Ain't we got a lovely lil reunion goin on here?He said, with a very southern accent.

Angelos glared annoyedly at the newcomer. This wasn't his day. For sure, "And will I get a better answer if I ask who you are," He muttered sarcasticaly. His mood wasn't gunna be too good after today. Oh, no.

Jack laughed at him.So scared. The blonde man grinned at him.Sanguine. Billy Ray Sanguine, William Raymond Sanguine to strangers, although I may make an exception.He lunged towards him, dragging him into the ground.

Angelos snarled angrily and lashed out feircly with one of his blades. His grey eyes brightened to match the pale color of the moon, glaring at the man. He kicked out violently at the man before leaping gracefuly backwards and landing in a crouch, ready to match any further attacks, "Well, thats uncalled for," He mused.

The girl spun and crossed her blades to block a blow, and instantly attacked with a whirl of two flashing blades, laughing in delight as she landed blows along the sides of Jack, not feeling her own wounds.

He grinned as he watched he fighting. His brows raised slightly and the grin faded to a smirk. He sprung forward again, lashing out at jack with a vengince.


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The ground cracked around him, and he slid down in to the ground, dissapearing from sight, then appearing in front of him, grabbing him round the waist, and dragging him down, deep in to the earth. Jack smiled and flipped and jumped over everything, while Tanith nicked him here and there.

The girl twirled, chestnut curls flicking as she threw a low blow with one sword, slashing his leg deeply. She took a quick step back, nearly loosing her footing on the rubble, but catching herself and holding her swords in a defensive position. She glanced around. Where did the guy go? She shrugged slightly, and watched jack, a slight thought tugging at the back of her mind. Wasn't there another guy in league with this jack?

Jack laughed, then shrieked when his leg was cut. He growled and jumped in under the swords, his nails reaching out to deeply slice her belly.

She yelped, but then lunged with her swords, slashing at him with one sword after another, still grinning despite the crimson soaking through her shirt. She laughed, landing blows with the flat side of one sword heavily, and slicing his clothes to smithereens, also slashing along his side.

He grunted as the breath left him. He leaned to the side and feinted, pretending to go for her right leg.

She half leapt away, using her left leg as an anchor and swinging her swords downwards towards him. She wasn't aiming to kill, but acting more like a cat, playing with a mouse savagely.

He swooped in and bashed her left leg, meaning to splinter the bone.

She ground her teeth together, wincing slightly. She brought the flat side of her sword down on his arm, meaning to shatter HIS bone.

He yelled slightly as the sword cracked against his arm, feeling a slight crack in his bone but no breakage. He growled and advanced, meaning to spring at her when she least expected it.

She stared him down, analyzing his every move, waiting for him to spring.

He sprang, grabbing her hair and wrenching her down to the ground.

Angleos apeared on top of a large dumpster, grimacing and panting heavily. Next to him sat Amos, smirking a bit as he sat there, totaly nonchalont. Angelos glared at him and atempted to calm down a bit, "I.. Am so not doing that again with ya. Seriously.."

Amos sighed and rolled his eyes behind his favorite black glasses and muttered, "Oh, dont be a wimp man. You know I'm soo fun." he lookedover at the ongoing battle and added quickly, "Also not involved and leaving." he disapeared in a sudden ouff of blue smoke.

Angelos frowned a bit. That was the last time he travled with a demon. Gah.. He lept down off the dumpster and glared annoyedly at Jack. Damn him for inconveniencing a Darkhunter! Angelos, holding his twin swords, surged forward in an entent attack. His grey eyes glittered with anger and he slashed at Jack's wrist, atempting to free the girl at the same time as he caused this man pain.

She let herself fall onto her back, and kicked Jack in the git with her right leg, shoving him off of her. She swung her blade upwards, using the flat side like a cricket bat on his arm entangled In her hair, hearing a bone snap with a satisfying crack.

Angelos smiled. The crack of Jack's bone was like music to his ears. He lept away from the girl, leaving her and Jack to fight this little bit out themselves. Somehow he wasn't interested in geting too much in the middle of this. But, then again he already had really. Oh well. He sighed heavily and leaned back against the brick wall of an old building. This was an exausting line of work, not that this little brawl had him even close to winded.