Mae
*As Horace steps closer, he sees Aldea through the smoke. Seemingly fearful of him, backing away towards the exit. He didn't blame her... He had a certain reputation after all. Plus the only help she could get just sprinted off into the exit without her. He sighs lightly, raising a hand to his white mask and adjusting it slightly. When he sets his hand down back to his side and looks again... The girl seemed to of held her ground and... Disarmed herself...? She really believed that stuff about second chances... A guards woman lowering her weapon to a criminal... How brave. Or maybe stupid...*

*Horace would then seem to disappear into the fog once more, his tall black figure no longer visible through the alley's darkness. He hears her speak, sighing once more as he takes a knife. Aldea then soon seems to feel something against her back... Then over her mouth and against her throat.*

*The elf had gotten behind her in secret, his leather gloved hand resting over her mouth and silencing her. She couldn't see it then, but it was obvious that he'd pressed a knife lightly against her neck. Though there's no pain... Not yet... The elf hasn't decided to let her go or not.*

"You'll 'take the blow' huh... Are you sure about that...? That guard seems much more capable than you... Just give me the word, and i'll let you go... The cost being they wont come back im afraid... So... You or them... Blood will be spilled here."
David
*She take deep breaths seeing him dissaper sure that she'd be fine... And if she wasn't, atleast the others would be*

*She'd feel the sharp knife press up againt her neck feeling his hand covering her mouth as a small tear ran down her face wetting his glove as she gulped hearing the ultimatum as she thought*


*She tried to speak but the glove was over her mouth she in a blurt of not Speaking she yelled you*

"Me! I choose me... Please don't kill those innocent men!"
Daniel
Not much you can do in the situation
Mae
*The elf continues to glare down at Aldea, unflinching at her tear. His hand over her mouth steady and silencing as it had done to so many before. His careful knife, balanced to be threatening while still keeping from hurting her. His breathing steady as he prepares for whatever's to come...*

*But he prepared for the wrong answer it seemed as he stares at her in slight shock. The girl chose herself to die over others, just to save them... How sweet. The elf smiles behind his mask, nodding to himself.*
"Really... Well that was the right answer... Seems you're one of the better aren't you..." 

*Though, he wouldn't let her go just yet. His knife lowers from her neck, down to her arm. Drawing the blade across her skin, creating a small gash, just big enough for a little blood to come through.*
"There... Now, you're free to go. Check up on that old bastard and his two dipshit friends and tell them not to mess with me anymore."

*Horace says, removing his hand from her mouth and letting her be. He steps next to her, glancing at Aldea and fidgeting with his mask. Removing it and giving her a small smirk behind it.*
"Try not to do anything stupid like that again... It'd be a shame if you died..."
David
*She held her breath waiting to be gutted as she began to pray to herself before feeling the knife leave her neck she bent over breathing quickly surprised she choose the right answer... She just chose the most sensible answer*

*Shed winch in pain feeling the knife cut her arm... It was much better than a throat cut as she was let go she'd hold her arm looking up at him*

"U-understood horace Caranaro... I'll tell them to not send any more men after you... Or atleast try... Thank you for sparing my life"

*She didn't say it... But after he removed his mask she saw he was a elf like her as she gulped standing up looking back at him*


"O-okay... But I'll keep trying to give criminals second chances... Because I thought you were going to kill us all, but I knew I could negotiate Instead of using brute force"

*Without another word she ran off out of the fog back toward the guards*
Mae
*The elf watches as Aldea sprints back off and races out of the fog, back to the two guards. A light sigh escaping from his face as he shifts his mask a bit more, placing it back on.*
"Maybe we'll meet again, Aldea Whitiker... Just hope neither of us are in danger when it happens..."
*The elf says with a slight chuckle before walking deeper into the alleyway and disappearing.*