Not done with her! Not done with her! The nerve of that...of that....<br/><br/>Oh she was going to give him a piece of her mind, as well as about a foot of steel right into his back. No not his back, his gut would be more fitting since then she would be able to see the look in on his face as he slowly died. Throwing daggers at her and stealing her kill, the nerve he must have had. Not sure where to go she paused for a second and was soon passed by the thief, who slipped out of an opening she had not noticed till of course he went through.<br/><br/>â€œClever bastardâ€<br/><br/>She said before she hoisted herself up and after him, for the moment he was her ticket out here. So with fast footwork she kept up with him, though she had to settle for jumping to beam to beam. Watching his acrobatics she shook her head in disgust, â€œSuch a show offâ€ she thought until he came to a stop and forced her to stop as well. Looking up ahead she saw the wall of guards that now blocked their path; looks like they were going to have to find another exit.<br/><br/>Taking a moment to assess the situation she saw a window in the east wall, right by the guards. Now she knew that they were up pretty high and the window would likely drop down into the mote. Yet, given the circumstances she really did not see a better option. Sighing she rushed past him, managing to dodge the arrows that were shot up at her though a couple of them nicked her in places, though that did not stop her. Crossing her arms over her face she dove through the glass, wincing to the new wounds as the glass cut her arms.<br/><br/>The sensation of falling was always interesting and never seemed to lose its thrill or even its appeal to a thrill seeker like herself. Watching as the water rushed up the greet her, the feel of the air as it rushed across her face. For a brief moment the world was still and there was only her suspended in air, a moment that would live in her mind for the rest of her life. Then just as fast as the world went still it came rushing back to her, giving her just enough time to hold her breath before she crashed into the murky waters below. Not wasting time she broke the surface, take a big gasp of breath before she swam to the edge and pulled herself out. Even then she did not waste time lingering, she was up on her feet and running for the cover of night and the dark alleys it provided.<br/><br/>After a short while she came to rest in a small warehouse, it was about as safe she could get without leaving the city. It afforded her the time to check over her wounds and try to come up with a plan for her next course of action.