"I'm Carson-Alexander." His bird lands on his arm. "I am one of the upper level Assassins around here. This is Katana. She is my hell hawk. Let's get this introduction over with, shall we?
We are a secret network of assassins. If you get sent on a mission, you go with no questions asked. I don't want 'but why?', 'how come?', or "I don't want to.", but most of all. . . I never want to hear. "I won't." at all. You might be able to get away with that else where, but not with me." Carson sighs and leans his back against the wall.
"I for one hate it, but yes we do have rules.
Rule one Follow the gaia TOS.
Rule two No cybering.
Rule three Cursing is allowed, but keep it to a minimum.
Have fun. . . Well, as much as you can destroying peoples lives."
He smirks. "If you fail to follow the rules I will personally kill you. . . I'm glad we had this talk." He starts to walk out of the room, but stops in the doorway. "Oh, and Welcome to the start of a screwed up life." He exits the room.
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