Who: Mia OT Phoenix When: Afternoon, March 15 Where: Training Area What: Phoenix continues to try and plumb the depths of Mia's understanding and power.
Getting Mia to go places was never truly difficult. On most days, you could tell her where to go and as long as you stayed with her, she would actually go there without much prompting. However, there were days when you literally had to lead her in order to get her to go where you wanted her to go. Then there were those truly rare days when you could tell her where to go and she would go there all by herself. Today was a somewhat normal day. The Block Owner, Sand as Mia called her, came and said she was going to the gym. Mia didn't really know the gym all that well because the truth was she didn't have much use for anything that trained the body. Her body was not her weapon in any way, shape, or form. Mia could not and would not throw a punch.
She didn't have to. That was one of the things that Reaper existed for. He existed to insure that she was safe. In a pinch, Tenshi could protect her as well, but Reaper enjoyed it. He wanted to destroy those who came against her. It gave him pleasure. Mia didn't deny him the pleasure.
So the fact they were going to the gym got a look of outright confusion from the young woman. Getting there, she looked around with that same disinterest she showed most things. The place existed, that fact was more than enough for her. Today, she had worn red. One had to wonder where Mia got her clothes from because they were always the same clothes in varying colors, layers in a place where layers were not only unnecessary but uncomfortable. Yet, she dressed that way and had for most of her life. The shade at the level of her skin was rose, darkening to a true red, and then further into a dried blood maroon color that fit like a duster and fell around her to her ankles.
Once there, she waited for Phoenix who had served as her escort to do whatever it was that had brought them to this particular place. It truly didn't matter to her what they were here for, the truth would come when it came time for her to actually do something. Then one would see what happened.