[Open] Home is where your head lies

Flea thoughts flew through her head, parts of what he was asking for struck a cord in her, and she knew if it was just her, there would be no thought involved, she would join this cause. She had been a slave, still was in many ways, even awake and how many centuries later? And Flea had no compunction when it came to killing, and killing for money. Especially those who would hold the chains of others. And if it was a good fight that her skills were being used for, well, if Bajie was dead, there was no where better to put them to use at.

I'm not a stranger to things being done in the shadows. She finally told him, Let me find whether my mentor is alive and well or not, and if not, you have my blade. If he is, you have my eyes. It was then that Flea realized that Bajie was her moral compass. Always had been. Without him she would be able to kill indiscriminately, with him --

Well, he kept her on a path that didn't take her spiraling down into the darkness. He would be the deciding factor in how much she could offer Ailwin in return. But until then. As I search, if there are those along the way that would need to suffer an ill fated evening...