"What a fucking mess...." Blake watched as the New-Bloods began disembarking the ship, some looking around nervously due to the chanting from the Third and Fourth Years.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out three photos and a spyglass, looking for the three students he needed to keep safe for now. "Alright.... Ayato, Jasmine, Alexandra...." Blake scanned the crowd of younger students quickly, hoping he could avoid having to hunt down his team later.
"Ah, gotcha!" Blake found the three in the back of the crowd, seemingly trying to see what'll happen next before they disembark themselves. "Don't worry, I'll come get you."
Blake made his way down, getting mixed reactions from both the New-Bloods and the older students who saw him walk towards the boat. Before he could reach the boat, however, a hand grabbed his shoulder and held him in place.
"Hey, where in the hell are you going?" Blake knew the voice all too well, as it belonged to one of the U.S. candidates, Clayton. "You aren't a New-Blood, and you ain't going home yet."
"Oh, hey Clayton. I'm just here to get my new team before the psychos start picking targets." Blake smiled slightly to Clayton, the closest thing the teenager had to a friend. "You know how bad they can get."
Clayton simply grunted in agreement, letting go of Blake before turning around and watching the New-Bloods approach the older students. "Hmm, maybe I'll try to make my own impromptu team; see who's a better leader?" The two males nodded once, a silent agreement made before they walked away.
"Okay, now to get my team the hell out of here before shit gets crazy." Blake turned his attention to the boat once more, watching as the last of the students walked onto the docks.
Once Blake spotted his trio, he walked quickly to them and waved to grab their attention. "Hey, you three! Over here!"
As the younger students turned to Blake he motioned for them to follow him, though he knew there was a chance they didn't listen.
He waited for them to turn to one another and discuss their options, wanting to see what they would do.
Blake turned to the rest of the New-Bloods as they shuffled off of the dock and into the crowd of Third and Fourth Years, feeling sorry for the ones being targeted.
When he turned back to his trio, they were standing in front of him with cautious stares. "We'll go with you for now, but try anything funny and you'll regret it." The tall German girl spoke up, her name is Alexandra according to his files; a very logical person by nature.
"Yeah, we may be younger but we're still assassins!" Ayato, the short Asian male with a very fit build, spoke up next; clenching his fists as he made his declaration. His file noted his fiery personality, often leading to him getting into fights.
"Of course, having fun isn't completely off the table~" Jasmine spoke up last, living up to the reputation built in her file as a seductress. Blake knew he would definitely have to be careful with who she was around.
"Relax, I'm just here to take you to your team's dorms." He paused for a second, looking Alexandra in the eye as she seemed to be the speaker for the trio. "Anything else would be against my orders."
The stare was abruptly cut short when Blake spun on the heel of his left foot, extending his right foot out and walking away as the boat began to leave the docks.
"You might want to get away from the docks, it's going to be a while before that foghorn isn't deafening." He heard the three shuffling behind him as he walked, only looking back to make sure they weren't arming themselves.
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Assassination Academy (Rewrite In Progress))
Random(Based on a group RP I participated in many years ago) When the World Leaders need the best guns for hire, they recruit and train them at the highly classified A.N.N.A. (Academy of New and Natural Assassins). Here, every country is allotted 10 parti...