Ylene didn't say anything for a long while.  Simply sat on the chest of the first man she'd ever truly, properly killed.  First anyone she'd ever really killed.  Honestly?  Felt pretty damn good, but she wasn't sure...<br/><br/>...no... no she<em>was</em>sure of why; she'd avenged her Mistress, an innocent.  Her goddess... er... goddesses felt she'd done a good job.  It wasn't because it felt good to end his life, wasn't just the raw pleasure of the kill.  Eilistraee preached better; she was more than just a huntress...<br/><br/>"You can blame the knife... but unless wielded... the knife will do nothing." she said, finally standing on the desk... still staring at the face of the dead man "The woman was a tool, to be eliminated when the chance comes.  The real murderer is taken care of.  You take care of him; my job's done."<br/><br/>She hopped off the desk to the artifact that was her lover's, her mistress'... and though it was a bit messy at the moment, she held it gingerly.  Then... she saw the Eladrin, and paused for but a moment.  She wasn't sure what part she had to play in this but, well...<br/><br/>She tried to get the woman up, to make sure she was okay.  She was cute, pretty, nice butt... not as nice as Ylene's own butt from the elven heavens, but the woman had a smashing set of tits to make up for it.  Ylene smiled, for the first time in a long couple of weeks, and throwing her over her shoulder, she started to take her back to her apartment, to make sure she was alright...<br/><br/>And so, that's how it ended... and began...<br/><br/>EDIT: READ THE OOC BEFORE YOU RESPOND!!!