Alexandra kept to the roofs, wanting her presence to be kept hidden. She knew that Emanuel had probably caught on that she was following steadfast behind him, but she didnâ€™t need anyone else to know. Especially not the Templars. They would give him hell if he was caught with her, and she knew she could only be too careful. This situation was delicate, and should be held gently, as she believed she was doing as she followed.<br/><br/>Her feet barely made a noise as she ran across the clay roof tiles, what was only audible was the slight miniscule grind they gave beneath her weight. She never lost sight of him, not once. Even as she climbed short obstacles in her way, she still kept an eye on him. She could not afford to lose sight of him, not now after she failed one mission.<br/><br/>As he entered a building she smiled, realizing he got home safe. Her eyes shifted around wondering if the street below was really vacant. Carefully she dropped off the building, grasping a ledge right before she hit the ground, softening the landing substantially.  Her feet met the pavement, and she tried to make her way to the door Emanuel had entered.<br/><br/>â€œYou there!â€ called a voice from just down the street.<br/>She cringed a little, turning to see two brute guards coming to meet her. She sighed, walking toward them her hands casually at her side.<br/>â€œWhat business do you have here maâ€™am?â€ one asked his gaze carving right into her, hatred imposing heavily on her.<br/>She smirked folding her arms returning the scornful eyes, â€œI could ask you the same.â€<br/>â€œDonâ€™t get smart with us!â€ the other grunted pulling out a battle-axe, the other followed his actions.<br/>â€œThere will be no need for those,â€ she smiled as a plan formed in her head, â€œIâ€™m gone.â€ She walked past them, her hand reaching for her pouch behind her cape. She dropped a small smoke bomb, and smoke filled the area quickly. Within seconds the guards were coughing, and Alexandra took this opportunity to drive her hidden blades right through both of their necks from behind.<br/><br/>The smoke began to clear, and she looked around for a way to hide them. She could not leave two guards in the middle of the street, especially not with a man of the Templar order trying to get his family away. That was just asking for trouble. Not far from Emanuelâ€™s home was a pile of hay, and Alexandra saw an escape for her current trouble. Slowly she dragged the heavy brutes, one in each hand, to the hay. She pulled them in, and covered up what poked through. When she was satisfied she walked back over to Emanuelâ€™s home. She looked around hoping this time she would go uninterrupted. She knocked on the door, and waited patiently for it to open.