Oh look a thread. (OPEN)

"You shouldn't sleep here. You might end up getting hurt."

The red haired girl looked down on the older girl. She was younger than the seemingly sleeping girl- and about a foot shorter. She didn't seem to notice the thugs getting closer as her eyes looked down to the older girl. Tatiana crouched down to stare at her. "You aren't a terrorist are you?" she asked rather innocently.

Tatiana nodded softly as the girl confirmed that she wasn't a terrorist. That was good. Her brother needed more soldiers. When the thugs showed up, she turned to face them in silence. The other girl said something about fighting, but then when the blade was pulled out- she ran. Tataiana didn't move as the girl ran and left her there. The knife indicated that these men were terrorists. If they were set on attacking her, a member of the Apostles, then they would be dealt with. Pulling out a pen, Tatiana raised her hand to point it at the man before raising it and bringing it down. The pen would glow as a thin line of light was left behind- as if she was writing on air.

Then, she turned the pen. The line moved like a blade coming from the pen. As the man moved to try and stab at her- clearly afraid, Tatiana brought the thin blade down over his shoulder. The blade tore through his body and left nothing but a bloody heap of a man on the ground- dead. After that, Tatiana would lean forward and sprint through the other thugs- cutting them down through the belly.

Tatiana would stop at the corner the girl fled around before flicking the blood off her thin blade. Peeking around the corner, the bloodied girl spoke.

"The terrorists are gone now."

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Qi Name: Line Maker
Description: The qi is channeled through a slim silver pen. When active, it glows a bright white color.
Power:
For one post per 15 Int the girl's pen acts as a 3D printer of sorts. She can write on any surface, even air and leave behind a solid Qi Energy construct. The constructs are as thin as the trail left by the pen- so think of a 3D Printing Pen in it's application. The constructs can have the strength of her INT. She can use the drawings as a weapon to deal melee damage, but she can only keep up one complicated construct at a time. The constructs only remain for as long as the ability is activated. Only she may activate the pen as it's her qi energy being channeled through it.

Tatiana blinked as the other girl looked over the bodies and then vomited. Was she ill? Oh no... Did the terrorists do something to her? A look of concern flashed across her face momentarily before the girl asked if she had anything to wipe something off of. Tatiana tilted her head to the side curiously. "Eh? Wipe... off what?"

Tatiana blinked at the sight of the vomit on the girl's shirt. "Oh! Yes!" She reached into her pocket to pull out a white handkerchief before handing it to her. She didn't seem to even consider cleaning the blood off of her clothes or face. When Tatiana was asked how she killed the men, she blinked once more.

"I killed them because they were terrorists. I simply cut them down."

Tatiana nodded. "You may keep it," she spoke firmly. When asked how she killed the men with a pen, the girl tilted her head. "Eh? I just stabbed them." Oddly enough, the pen had no blood on it. Tatiana would slide the pen into her pocket before answering the girl's next question.

"I'm not with the terrorists calling themselves gangs. I am with the Apostles! We are going to save the city!"

Tatiana nodded. "The Apostles were sent here to deal with the rising terrorism in this district of the city," she explained. The girl crossed her arms before smiling brightly. "My brother, Alexei, helps lead them! He's one of the highest ranking officers!" She seemed very proud of her big brother Alexei.

"If you were put in the District, it was either because of your history or personal connections- but the terrorists are the gangs- and they're the ones to blame for the walls going up. Once they're gone, the wall goes down."

Tatiana studied the girl as she spoke. "The students are all either siding with the terrorists, safe with the Apostles or dead," she answered bluntly. Looking up to the gray smokey sky, Tatiana crossed her arms and nodded firmly.

"What are you going to pick?"