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[@The Jest]
Roxy snorted. In her world honor wasn't something that existed. If this boy thought his word meant jack to her he was wrong. Still this wasn't her world. She studied the boy who held out his hand to her. He wasn't threatened by her knife which meant he either had a weapon of his own or he was confident enough in his powers to think her knife wasn't a threat. 

The problem was that she wasn't as confident in her knife as she wanted to be. Humans feared death and tended to respect a threat. But this guy didn't even blink. She had heard that god and demigods were stronger than humans so her knife might not have the impact she desired. Without the ability to threaten those around her she had no real way of protecting herself. [color=blue]"Dude I don't know jack about your honor. I am not about to trust you. Let me make myself clear. If you do anything I don't like you will feel the kiss of my knife. Are we clear?"[/color]