**Location: Some rooftop of a building in the city** She took a deep breath as she looked through the rifles scope, carefully aiming at the target. She was never really one for these clean, quiet, assassination things, but someone had to take care of it since they were short of people in the Raijinshi to take care of this. (...Come out already so I can kill you and be done with this...) Say bye bye sir Yakuza leader... she calmly said as she pulled the trigger. The shot was clean, lucky for her she didnt miss. But she wanted for it to miss. If she did shed have to clean up the mess and a messy fight was what she was currently looking for. She had that urge to find a good fight or she might just be addicted to violence recently, who knows. Maybe this was her way of coping with all the constant nightmares she was having, all of the painful memories thrown at her recently. She never really did tell anyone what happened inside the Cultural Building, she was too busy trying to take care of the others that went inside. Come to think of it this was how she handled all the neglect, the pent-up anger and the guilt long ago after she got into the Raijinshi and it seems she actually hasnt changed at all. She always kept her problems to herself and fighting was her outlet. ...I should get some ice cream thinking about things just gives me headaches She said as she quickly disappeared from the rooftop and headed for the convenience store to buy some ice cream.
Posted on: Thu, 02 Oct 2014 08:41:50 +0000
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