"Barely ever does," Mason agreed, "anyways, with that tourney and from what I'm seeing so far, you'll probably get the job." Mason's watch glowed softly. Surprised, he tapped on its faced and cocked his eyebrow in response, smiling. "Looks like you've already been accepted. They mostly do freelance stuff, like just stop trouble wherever it starts. Do that and you get paid - easy enough gig." [i]But not in a place where the criminals are gods.[/i]