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Post by blackpapermoon on Nov 15, 2013 22:24:49 GMT -5
"Fear is for those who don't have the skills to earn respect," the bandit leader commented, "Few men come to this land with such skills, but t'wit is here they learn them."
Shade lend the stalker along the halls and corridors of the Dark Valley compound, most bandits only whispered as their boss and the new comer passed, however after they move on joyful commotion. So long as Tosya's men could raid and have their whores, they where happy and content. So long as they had food and their choice of vice their would be no talk of revolt, however having a strong arm to up hold the hierarchy was always needed. Even if said force was out of site and out of mind of his underlings.
They entered Shade's office, a place he did not linger much. After all this was where two of his predecessors where killed, one in which he had a helping hand in. Pulling out a seat for the blind man, he then sat himself behind his desk. Only once he was seated did the assassin feel the blood drip from the reopened wound, he would have the medic restitch and bandage it later.
"Erwin, come up to the office I have need of you," The assassin remarked after he pulled out his PDA, switching the device off he returned back to Boris, "Before we continue comrade I want to create a contract for us to follow, you see organized crime is not always orderly."
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