Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140421033222/@comment-11588669-20140421225603

He appraised her motions with a critical eye. Sure, confident. Controlled. She was known for giving calm, collected answers during any interviews after a few moments of pause. Most would associate that with an airhead or a coward. He knew better. She was a thinker, an analyzer. Never taking things at face value, and always making any choices based off of data on hand. He could work with that.

His upper lip curled into what passed as a smirk. To many, it would seem more like a cruel, heartless leer. She was brave, that was for sure. His reputation showed that he was loyal to contracts, and for good reason. Betrayal or cowardice meant less opportunities, and less business. But mainly, well. He was known for being cold. Calculating. Cruel. Merciless. A moniker was applied for those very reasons.

The men in the room tensed, some reaching for their sidearms. One gripped the handle of his weapon. The mercernary's hand clasped around Kasumi's, his grip firm, but not enough to hurt. And it wasn't an attempt at overpowering her, either. Businesslike, in a term.

"And you may call me Winter, Ms. Kasumi." The tone was still dead, but respectful. "And I suggest you tell your guards to lower their hands." There was nothing else that needed to be said. The implication was clear. And he would follow it without hesitation.