by That_One_Guy » Sat Dec 22, 2012 10:22 pm
Both Damien and Sam made the trip, but neither looked Shaken or anything. Cold, the two were, but none colder than Sam, who watched the entire thing whilst Damien at least had enough respect to bow his head, murmuring a silent prayer.
Sam on the otherhand watched, a so-called Assassin had broken down when it was their job to do this every day, risk their lives, see things no one should see, punish the wicked, destroy the good, it was all a job for her, she didn't remember the last time she broke down, nor would she.