This Is Theft!
Connor x OC
I'm not sure when I'll be uploading again, but here's something for you all. Happy holidays.
Connor and Violette were sparring in the training room, a daily ritual to ensure they stayed above their enemies in any way possible and to keep in touch with each other's tactics. Seeing their Mentor make his way down the stairs, Violette called a break, her counterpart backing away and wiping his forehead as he caught his breath.
"Connor? Violette? Spare a moment?" the old man asked them.
"Sì, Mentore." "Of course." they answered, turning to face him, both of their gaze falling upon the rope in Achilles' hands.
"Have a look," he spoke, handing the rope to Connor.
Violette observed the spear-like tip at the end of it, "What is it?" she asked.
"A 'sheng biao', or rope dart, if you prefer," Achilles answered his inquisitive student, "This will come in han