<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg454065#msg454065">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 24-10-2007, 09:29:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mordechai walked in silence for awhile, deep in thought. Had he done the right thing by bringing her here? She was as ready as she'd ever be, he'd seen to that, but would it be enough? She was sort of born into the buisness, but was she cut out for it? You didn't get second chances in his line of work...<br/>A shiver ran down his spine. He had learned to trust his instincts, and something was up. He caught a glance of two men following them at a distance. Already? Or was it just coincidence?<br/>"So Mia...tell me, what do you see?" he asked as he discretly picked up their pace.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>At first she didn't really understand what he meant. Was he referring to something she hadn't noticed? Was this a test? He had put her through more tests than she could imagined each one of them more harsh then the next and failing one was connected to pain... well most often. Then she did notice the two men, she had seen them as they had left the station but never really SEEN them.<br/><br/>"Two men... the one to the left is armed with a gun hidden in his right armpit... the other one... don't know." She tried to summon the image of the two as she had seen them.<br/><br/>"They are trained to this, both in good shape... good foot wear, their jackets will not hinder in close fighting." She looked up at him, was this what he meant?<br/><br/>"Recommendation is to avoid contact if possible... seek better ground to fight, somewhere less open." She did so hope she had been right.