@TheRumor: No Name began to feel sorry for the assassin and the hard life the man must have, but only for a moment. Even so he decided to try and be more civil, if not simply to return the civility that was shown to him earlier. "And I guess I could be a bit less of a jerk. You were only trying to figure out what I was doing since at that time I was also being...a jerk." He extended his hand in the hopes of starting over, "You can call me No Name if you still want to. I also answer to supreme ruler and alpha dog."
@TheRumor: No Name crossed his arms and smirked, "Well I could have taken the Pegasus Express or followed the yellow-brick road, but I chose to just climb the mountains myself for the thrill of it."
@TheRumor: "But everyone knows playing secrets is my favorite game!" At this point No Name knew that he was just being difficult and most likely pushing his own luck, but he was sometimes known to harbor grudges even in the worst situations. "And when it comes down to 'harming' me, you could have done a much better job of it. When you first threw me up against that wall I thought you were made of pillows or something."
@TheRumor: No Name saw an old "friend" leap from the darkness and land in front of him, immediately remembering how the guy manhandled him the day before. "Well if it isn't my best friend in the whole world!" The sarcasm was just about oozing from his voice, "How have you been this fine day? I was just talking with one of your fellow assassins, who seemed like a much bigger fish to me. We had a pretty good discussion, with no pressure points being involved at all!" He smiled and put his hands into his pockets.
@Gambler: No Name watched his newest acquaintance leave with a sense of regret, not having gotten to learn as much as he would've liked, but also with a feeling that Jacques was a more powerful person then he let on. The forces here were vast and powerful, enough to most likely put an end to his problems with The Flock if they really wanted to. For now though they were just an interesting subject for him to understand, and as he left the presence of the cultured assassin he wondered if the answers to his problems were right in this fortress.
@Gambler: The inside of the Monastery proved to be quite the amazing sight, with objects that could most likely be considered priceless artifacts decorating its splendorous halls. The assassins-in-training also proved to be quite the sight, if not a more menacing one. No Name took it all in with his usual desire to learn, and was disappointed, but not surprised, at being told that he wouldn't be privy to the juiciest details. "I can understand how secretive you need to be, and frankly I'm surprised that I was even allowed to come this far. Unless you're planning on killing me now of course." He chuckled, but the nervousness behind it showed that he actually pondered that scenario, "But before then I would like to ask if your organization does any kind of information gathering services? If you do, I might need your help in the future."
@Gambler: No Name whistled, impressed at both the figure's fancy name and courteous bow. "Well my good mannered fellow, you can call me No Name. I bet you can figure out why I'm called such." He gave his own overly dramatic bow with a smile, "And I'm here because of my voracious curiosity. I always want to know more, and after hearing the rumors about this place I had to find out the truth for myself! And now that I know you do exist I'm wondering what the purpose of your order is. Is it wealth, power, or something more noble you're after?"
@Gambler: No Name heard the voice from behind him and froze, wondering what actions the assassin would take, but was slightly relieved to find that the person simply wished to discuss his presence. The voice sounded smooth and sophisticated, but it was the accent that made him smile. "You seem far more talkative and cultured than the other guy I encountered here, so I think that we can actually have a civil conversation!" He finally turned to face the new presence after building up some courage, not surprised that the stranger's identity was concealed.
"Speaking of talkative, are you from Louisiana by any chance? I had a dear friend who had a similar accent."
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