Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190620013231/@comment-36159587-20190620034213

 "You're being mean!" exclaimed the Mamba, who had been all but fourteen at the maximum when he donned the mask, and still acted like that age, even in the build of an adult.

 The other scoffed. At their short height, the Apologetic Assassin couldn't be more than fifteen themself--and their height showed, since they hadn't donned their Masked One Mask, as usual. However, they were usually mistaken for a young adult by their personality and maturity, as well as coldness in their assassination--but, this childish argument was certainly being a different point of proof.

 The A.A. was not very stylish, and they knew that the Monarch was practically the opposite of this. Perhaps unfortunately for her and her reputation, they also couldn't care less. Other than that, they had their usual attire, a black hood, and full assassin attire, which clung to their figure, suggesting there was some armor underneath. But, they were wearing complete black--alas, that doesn't matter, since they didn't seem to notice the Monarch until they nearly walked straight onto her foot.

 Halting, they stopped, with their usual graceful gait. The Masked One's eyes, under the dark, clear lenses, seemed to settle upon the other murderer, as if the person underneath saw themselves as no shorter than her, an indirect opposition to being called "little one".

 And they didn't respond, perhaps as further insult.

 "Apologetic's being mean!" the Mamba complained, seeing the Monarch's presence as someone to rant to.

 The A.A. bustled slightly at being called "Apologetic", but said nothing.