| I do what I can't, just because I can. |
[Feb. 12th, 2012|08:59 pm] |
A girl looks up at the sign from her kneeling position, seemingly confused by it. Small specks of blood cover her face, but it's not hard to figure out that it's not her own. She stands up slowly, holding what those familiar with earth history will recognize as an ak-47, slightly modified with a bayonet on the end, similarly bloodstained. Other then that, she's wearing a relatively casual outfit, consisting of short heels, black trousers, and a white button up blouse, as well as a leather jacket with another holster concealed beneath it. She brushes herself off, seemingly unfazed by a sudden change in surroundings.
"Ask a question?" She says in a melodic voice. "What an interesting mind trick. Alright, I have a question, Puppet master. Where's the trick this time?" |
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