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The Institute of Combat.
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4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
All that was left pent up anger which the female had to hold in.
The bi colored eyes female had followed the man into the empty room, and while he admired the area, she roughly pulled up a chair, knocking over an instrument stand and sat herself down such that she was leaning her forebody onto the back rest.
"No one." She muttered angrily. "So. Rude. In my life."
Then again, the respect given to her came with her position that no one dared crossed.
"Disrespectful. Institute of combat."
"Pssh."
"I'll set this place ablaze and no one would know what happened."
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
She turned to frown irritably at him. "Not everyone is interesting and having to communicate-- and pretend to enjoy the presence of a less interesting thing." she threw her hand into the air and let her upper body dangle mid air. "Are you kidding meeeeee..."
Her dragged out 'e' ended with her complains as she remained still and silent.
"How are you planning to get the schematics if not by hacking?"
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley