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[owl-claimed.livejournal.com]

Certain things cannot be sacrificed. Ever.

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[owl-claimed.livejournal.com]

Oh, but don't you know? Women are the weaker sex. How are we supposed to stand up to big, strong men when they want something? We could be combat trained? Laughable.

And that's when they get a dagger to the back. Or the throat.

[rescue-myself.livejournal.com]

Well... I wouldn't go that far, as hopefully diplomacy could help the situation first. But, yes. I hate people presuming they need to rescue me all the time.

[owl-claimed.livejournal.com]

I'm an assassin. I'm the person someone sends in when diplomacy has already failed.

[rescue-myself.livejournal.com]

Ahh. I'm a diplomat, but I'm sure you'll excuse me if I say I hope I never need to use your services.

[owl-claimed.livejournal.com]

I don't take offense from that. I've heard it several times, both from people who have later called on me and others who never have.

[rescue-myself.livejournal.com]

I suppose the continued dishonesty of people keeps the both of us business. Curious, really, how that works.

[owl-claimed.livejournal.com]

Not so curious. People will always want more, and others will always want to keep them in check. Some can be reasoned and bartered with, which fuels what you do. Others... cannot, and I am employed.