[SkoomaCat]

Jayce watched the woman as she approached, taking her in. She seemed fairly business like. That was good. They could get this job done and get on with their lives. Just as long as she understood that he was the one giving the orders.

"Jayce Raggenrol," he said, taking the papers from her. His eyes didn't even touch the words--he knew it was too dark to read properly, and he wouldn't allow himself to sit there and squint like some idiot. Tossing the papers on the table, he asked, "So what's the job?"