Re: Naoki & Nebula
The bow took her off guard, but after a moment she returned it with a shallow one of her own, eyes on his face the whole time. Never show a potential enemy the back of your neck. She thought he father had told her that once, and though she hated him there was no denying that his teachings had formed her into the woman she was. The killer she was.
"Yes, it is nice. Fighting always is." He clearly did not speak Earth English as his first language, but then neither did she. However, he communicated well enough to be understood, and she'd been right to assume there was more to him than there seemed to be. "I kill things." She paused a moment, then gave what might have almost been a smile. "And I am good at finger football."