[center][h1]Taka Frederick & Assassin[/h1][/center]
[center]Interacting with: [@Shadow Daedalus][/center]

Taka leaned against the kitchen top as she watched James prepare the drinks. "So. James. Got any skeletons in the closet you want to confess if we are to make this alliance more permanent." Taka said as she tapped her hand rhythmically on the kitchen top. Her eyes never once letting him out of her sight. It was safe to say she was partially paranoid at being in someone else's home. She needed more guarantees that her throat wouldn't be slit in her sleep. "I am up for an alliance myself, mostly because I doubt I could win the grail war by myself without an awfully high amount of luck." She said truthfully not liking to admit her situation.

James had gone back out towards the living room presumably to make sure everyone heard what he said. "Sure I'll be up for some milk and sugar but I don't think looping back to my place would be very wise currently," Taka said with a sigh. It had to do with the time of day. Daytime was actually less safe for her then the night because at night, her servant, her 'daughter', Jack was at full strength. 

"Even so, I am sure a man like you could let me borrow some money to buy some clothes. Unless you want me to be forced to wash the same set over and over again like the poor girl I am." Taka said with a slight chuckle at what she was saying. She was trying to keep her mind off the fact that she was talking to a man whom could likely kill her if he wanted. 


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Jack sat watching her 'friend' a man who reminded her of her home... of London. It was as if she had a fragment of her home with her. It was nice certainly. If the city of London didn't reject her existence and killed her. Her love for her home was both positive and negative. She loved the streets, the brickwork, the architecture but the people that inhabited it was much more demonic than the wraiths that composed her very being. 

She was a killer certainly but she wasn't a complete psychopath. She was capable of standard human function even if her entire existence was abnormal. She continued to think about who she was while watching the man until he spoke up with his voice. Clear cut and an accent which definitely some English present in it. Then he asked for her name.

Jack stood frozen as her mind was racing. What could she possibly do... If she told him would he be bound by creed to kill her? He looked like a hunter after all but if she didn't say anything he would get suspicious. Jack internal thoughts were all over the place.

"I'll tell you my name but only if you swear to ne'er tell a soul," Jack said quietly as she walked forward dragging the collar of the man down to her height. Though not forcefully enough for it to feel like she was attacking him. It was only with enough force that the man would get the idea to allow her to whisper into his ear, " if your from my time... you may have heard my name..." She began as she whispered. "Jack." She pulled away and sat down on the couch in the living room. "Anything else you want to say to me Abe?" She said with her face resting on its side which was held up by her arm.