Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170913165819/@comment-25073873-20170926133903

Illya casually shifted ever so slightly to her right with the barest use of her skill over magical movement, appearing as a haze of white light and some electricity for the moment. Looking straight at the assassin, Illya said "you're here for me, aren't you? If you are kind, may we please step outside so as to not damage the room further..."

Of course the knife embedded itself in a wall, having missed its mark. Illya looked unfazed, even though she was wearing only a semi-translucent nightdress, with no shoes or gloves or any sort. The dress did nothing to hide her curvaceous body, and neither did it provide any protection.

"It's rude to deny a proper lady's request, Gentleman."