:-:\Death's/:-:\Bane/:-: IP: 76.119.110.64 Posted on May 12, 2011 at 10:01:08 PM by Bane
Banes ears perked up at the faes words. or rather, word. As she talked about assassin it was a mere passover. It definetly perked his interest. She didnt elaborate in any way. But he had a gut feeling that she knew exactly where he would fit in the grand scheme of things, she was quite bright after all. His spectrum he was a killer, seems only fitting that he continue what he was good at.
"I think," He began, "Assassin works perfectly. I think, you know more then you let on, and i think, no, i hope, you turn out to be a teacher. Perhaps in the art of the assassin. Purely guesswork on my part, i assure you. But, if i were true, speaking hypethetically, of course, would you take a young ordinary looking jaguar, such as myself, under your tutelage? all hypothetical of course."
He really was going purely on guesswork, well, his mind was still thinking, and he had a feeling. In the past those feelings usually proved true. SO he tried to run with them, so to speak. His yellow eyes never left the fem. He wasnt being challenging, merely one to another. Of course, her eyes never left him either. she had glanced down once, but that steady gaze soon returned. Replies:
