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Cara laughed out loud at that one. It was abrupt, a bark of laughter. She was greatly amused at the picture of Nerd this guy drew in her mind’s eye. “Mainly. He’d been trained in hand to hand combat but only enough to pass in case he needs to subdue an attacker. Mostly he can use a gun outside of a mouse and a keyboard.” She smirks, rolling her eyes. “Uh…what else would you have me tell? We both work for an organization of the government that’s very agents and members are criminals recruited from the penal system. They fake our deaths and bring us in, give us new identities, legends, force us to serve our country, train us to be assassins and spies… None of that is who we really are or want to be. Most of us just want to live out our lives in peace, given a second chance to do things differently…”

“So he is a slightly strong nerd.” Axel grinned as she spoke. “When would he ever need to subdue an attacker if you’re around?” He asked with a grin. As she spoke about her work and faking her death he listened quietly and smiled. “Faking your death can be fun sometimes.” He laughed. “Ive done it a few times myself.”