She followed miharu with the bag clutched in her hands. Max grumbled about the goverment killing babys when their ones themselves. Hiding behind sheilds and armor, while they where bare. They had weapons, but they where wimps and dined on fresh this and that, while they slowly waited for a snack. She pretended the cushion of a couch was the president and she wipped around and stabbed it."Well, it was pretty messed up anyway. I'll kill the president tonight, and i think ill take sarahs knife to. She doesnt deserve it" she muttered under her breath. She went outside as told and started carving the form of a man into a tree. She even carved sun glasses for the fun of it. She smiled deviously and stepped backward, admiring her work. She flicked her wrist and it landed in the throat of her work. She began carving more for everyone else to use as practice, exept for Sarah. She smiled evilly again. She couldnt wait for her to be gone.
Miharu smirked, "I don't tell anyone on how I fight... what makes you think I'd tell you?" he spoke, tilting his head. He got out a hand gun and a small bag full of bullets and threw it to her "Use this... and I never asked you to be nice," Miharu said with a menacing smirk "Just no attitude towards your now boss. I don't baby my recruits... I kick their ass" He finished, getting his rifle from the clost an walking to the speker. "Time's up. We will be having a short planing session outside" he finished and motioned with his head for Sarah to follow him.
"Martial arts. I think since i was six. And im familiar with a rifle and hand gun. Ive been practicing with knives recently" she concluded, calming down and trying to remember all of miharus features. She grinned and toyed with her own knife, but it was darker, and made out of dark wood. Maxs was more bright and was made out of a willow tree."What are you familiar with? Lets not go with the obvious stuff though. But, im warning you, I can be the nicest freaking lving thing on this earth if you treat me right, but i am a living fucking hell if you treat me like crap" she growled in a warning
"Well..." Miharu began. "I'm boss... you will not treat me the way you just now" he spoke, tilting his head. "My command is THE command and traitors are killed on the spot" he finid and looked up with icy eyes. He straightened up a bit and crossed his arms "What combat styles are you familiar with?" he muttered and glanced down.
"Well first of all... I don't attitude from a little midget like you" Miharu said roughly. "Secondly... I'm offering you a spot in our group. How about you be my spy... tell me everything that's going on... but my rules would apply to you too" he said as he folded his arms.
17 Aug 2012
Plot: The world from many people's view is average: Nothin's wrong. Very few say different. It's like the public's been living with their eyes half open. But we've learned to keep them wide open. Join us in our plan of downfall. You'll never regret it.
Plot: The world from many people's view is average: Nothin's wrong. Very few say different. It's like the public's been living with their eyes half open. But we've learned to keep them wide open. Join us in our plan of downfall. You'll never regret it.