Assassin’s guild//Finished Rp//Look for part 2

Luna nodded as she let out a slight sob with a shakey breath, “O-Okay. Th-Thank you Cyrus.”

(I’m heading off. Night!)

"Sparrow," Uriah stopped in the middle of the hall where no one was around. "I didn't want to do this with Cyrus or Luna around, but… I could really use a hug." He held his arms open, he wanted to cry but he knew it wasn't the time.

Sparrow wanted to show him some pity, some form of sorrow but she knew that if she did, neither he nor she would be able to leave peacefully. "Uriah… i-i don't–" she cut herself off and gave him a hug "I still have the special walkie talkies you made as a test. Take them. And I'll give you all the weapons you need. Cyrus can give you some poisons." She said, thinking of as many ways as she could protect this male who had become a brother to her

"Sparrow, there is something else I need you to do for me." His fingers twisted in his shaggy blonde hair. "I want to cut it and dye it black. Panther has seen my picture, but, that was a year ago. I was scrawny and small. I have more muscle and I'm taller, he probably won't be able to recognize me." Uriah was going to do anything to stay alive and make it back.

"I can help you. I'll have to make it seem uneven so it looks like you had it done on the streets." She smiled. She whistled and Stryker came over. She let him sit on her arm and unconsciously scratched his beak

(Goodnight!)
Cyrus offered a hug and whatever consolation he could.
"We've got this, okay? We're stronger now than we've ever been, and now's the time to start breaking the very people who broke us."

Luna accepted his hug and tried her hardest not to break ouy crying. She couldn’t return his words because she was so overwhelmed with emotions, but she nodded all the same.

Luna pulled away as she looked down at the ground. She took a deep breath, "Gracias Cyrus."

Luna nodded as she leaned against a wall nearby, "I-It really is. I-I wish we didn't have to do this."

Uriah let out a breath. He hated the fact that his hair would have to look bad, but maybe she can make it still look somewhat nice
"Can you still make it look nice?"

Luna felt her head nod again, "Y-yeah. N-no one is going to get hurt."

Uriah let out a breath. He hated the fact that his hair would have to look bad, but maybe she can make it still look somewhat nice
"Can you still make it look nice?"

"Of course, I can get one of the actual hair cutters to do it for you. Maybe rebel layers?"

"Sounds good." Black hair would definitely be different. Since he was born he's had blonde hair and it's never been dyed. Uriah thought black would look good against his light blue eyes though.

(I feel like we should time skip, should we?)

(To when he leaves?)

(Yeah probably.)

(I feel like it would make things go a little quicker and then we could use the kids a little more.)

(Yeah I agree.)

(Time for a not-so-emotional emotional scene!!"

(Oh boy.)

(Lol, illy do you want to start?)

(Sure. Just give me a minute.)

Looking in the mirror was like looking at a stranger. The hair, the clothes, everything was different. He pulled on his gloves and grabbed the two short swords Sparrow made and put them in the sheaths on his back then pulled his backpack on after. The halls seemed longer today, it was going to be hard to say goodbye but it wouldn't be forever. The door came into view and he waited a few minutes for his friends to show up. Although, he did think about leaving without saying anything so that it would be easier for him, but then he thought about them and it would be selfish of him to do that.

Luna was at the door a moment later. Uriah looked completely different then he used to. She took a calming breath before walking up to him, "H-Hey Uriah."

Sparrow was with Uriah and stared at the stranger he had become. His hair was now shorter and darker, making him look like a coldblooded male. She sighed me walked closer to where he and Luna were talking

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(Lemme edit lol)