
01-22-2010, 03:03 AM
David wasn't tall by anyone's standards. Barely five foot four, he could easily be mistaken for a man of Asian descent from a distance, but once his round, grey-blue eyes and slightly bulbous nose became clearly viewable, his European bloodline became readily apparent.
How did he get into this? An apprentice to this martial artist? It was a dare. One made by one of his drinking buddies. He even forgot that guy's name. But, one did not just back down from such a commitment. Especially when the commitment was made to a man whose job it was to be able to kill people without them even realizing what was going on until too late.
Besides, how long could this guy put up with him before he decided this gaijin wasn't the proper type to become an assassin?
He kicked off his shoes at the front door, and stepped inside. Closing the door behind him, he dropped to one knee and eyed the floor. "Sensei." he said simply, awaiting recognition.
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