SaphireTsuki
Aspiring Author
She raised the other eyebrow, surprised at his reaction. Most people got slightly creeped out when she mentioned not getting close to others. "Me? If you are expecting a tale filled with kittens and rainbows look somewhere else. I'm a former assassin. I killed folk for a living." Her eyes clouded over with her memories. "The closest things I have to good memories are killing people for an altruistic client and my training. Do you want to know about the first man I killed? Or the time I slit a child's throat in their sleep as revenge for a politician? Maybe you'd like to know just how I came to be an assassin?" No. She didn't like humans one bit. Especially ones like herself.