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Dec 29, 2021 6:24:49 GMT -5
Post by lionel estrada d5 ᥫ᭡ kiah on Dec 29, 2021 6:24:49 GMT -5
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Her father had given me a new name this morning. He briefed me on the details, and as I moved towards the exit he had instructed that I make this one quick. With a slight nod, I had slipped from his chambers without another word, my mind flicking through each detail he had just given me. The target's name, his age, his occupation, and the potential members of his family. A quick flick through the family's database gave me the rest of the details I needed before I slipped on some fighting attire that would be appropriate for the training center that Mr. Richards worked at.
The doors slide open with the quiet whirl of machinery that is instantly overwhelmed by the clashing of steel and grunts of pubescent teenagers. Instantly my eyes begin to scan the area before, slipping over sweaty bodies and youthful faces until I find the more matured, rough, and weathered.
Mr. Richards.
My eyes don't slip from him once as I cross the room towards the sparring mats, my fingers easily wrapping around the shaft of one of the many perfectly designed weapons that littered the center. It wasn't until our eyes locked for the briefest moments that I dropped my gaze, turning towards a young career about my age.
"You're with me," I say in the way of invitation before thrusting my spear towards him, not caring if he was ready or not- after all a career was not meant to show mercy, and my father always taught me to play dirty._KG2TMThLYspear
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