Secret games
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Kissa groans and rolls over, her eyes clearing back to tawney gold in moments, then bolts up eyes wide. “Someone pinch me so I know this is real…. No,seriously.”she says, and pinches herself. Then she jumps up, hugging both Max and Rei. Still, something seems off about her.
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Maylee sat down and observed her surroundings. She was glad to see the girl take out steaks. She needed some real food in her. Once her strength was back up she could get comfortable with this new situation.
When the girl asked how she liked her steak she smiled and said “Rare, and still slightly bloody. And some water or anything to drink.”
“So tell me, I doubt it’s just you all alone in such a place. What kind of establishment is this?” Maylee asked. -
Pulling a couple of plates from a above cabinet and placing the largest steak on it she explains. “This old place?” She stops to think for a moment before placing the plate in front of you next to a cold cup of milk. She starts digging through the other cabinets before coming up with a stick of chocolate and dropping it into her cup of scalding hot milk. “Ehhh, we are basically a training camp for weapon specialists. A group of baby assassins more like” With that she smirks into her cocoa. “My cadets are currently off on a little mission right now, but they aught to be on their way back soon.”
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Maylee takes out a butterfly knife and flips it open. After admiring her blade for a moment she cuts up them eat in front of her. She used to be fed well at her last place of employment.
“Assassins, huh? I’ve…worked with a few of them. I enjoy spending time with them. They’re tough to break” she said, before taking a big gulp of milk.
Once she finishes cutting her meat, she uses the point of the knife to stab into the pieces and eat them. Slowly, she must remind herself. She does not want her body to reject the food.
“I’ve never been trained in the line of killing. Of course, in my line of work it’s easy for kills to come accidentally. That’s why I like assassins, they’re strong. They can handle my kind of fun for a while. And it makes it all the more satisfying when I break them down.”
Maylee finishes up her meat and uses her knife to pick her teeth. She gets lost in thought, remembering one of her old jobs. -
“Okay. I have nothing else to do,” she chirps. The little girl has joined your party!
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Smiling, I turned to Sandy. “What do you say we head back? Or should we look for where those screams were coming from? I can check from atop a tree, but I doubt I’d be able to see much.”
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Smiling at the older girl Bell responses. “Well I doubt that they would be that good. Only a few of them have had previous experience with weaponry. We had wanted to teach them some hand-to-hand combat but that just got weird… So we just decided to let it go with the flow. Actually they are outside right now on a Were-wolf hunt.” With that she suddenly frowns. “That reminds me…” She pulls out a silver whistle, and blows sharply on it. Much to your surprise, It makes NO SOUND!!!
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Max looked at his dagger to make sure it was clean before putting it back into his sheath. Looking up, “Thank you, Rei.” He grins a little, then widening his eyes, he looks at Kissa hugging him. Once let go, he looks at Kissa, she seemed a bit off. Shaking his head, he started to walk off. “We should probably go, you know, to make sure your okay, Kissa.”
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Sandy grinned back at Crystal at her success in befriending the werewolf kid. “We might as well head back and go find the boss lady.” He paused, tilting his head to the side. “Didn’t she send Rei to keep us cadets out of trouble, anyway? The screaming stopped. Maybe he fixed it!” The last exclamation was spoken a little too perkily.
Although the young cadet was curious about the source of the screaming, he felt no urgent need to go seeking the cause. He’d find whatever caused the screaming eventually. After all, he intended to spend plenty of free time roaming and exploring around in this forest. It reminded him of home, and he was sure there would be plenty of tasty animals to eat in here, ones that might be bigger than squirrels. Reminded about the dead squirrel he still had, Sandy glanced at it and shrugged. Drying it off against a nearby tree, he stowed it into his pack. Who knows when it’d come in handy?
“Do you two know the way back, or should I go look for the right direction?”((EDIT))
“Oh sweet!” Sandy promptly follows Crystal, keeping a wary eye out for anything that might attack them or under-handed cadets.
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Reiji smirked a little with some sense of amusement, casually waving off the light praise with an even lighter shake of his head. “You did well yourself, Max; meant to mention that before.” He felt himself chuckle inwardly at that. Just as those words left his mouth, however, his body immediately tensed before his mind even processed as to the reason. He twitched and started when he was suddenly embraced by the almost too cheery Kissa, which piqued an odd curiosity about her shift in behavior, especially considering her condition merely moments before. He blinked and digressed, thinking to look into that later.
He stood there awkwardly as the moments passed and was a little too quick to break away from the huddled hug, his head averting to the side and clutching his arm with his right hand; a small habit. Once he found his voice and composure again, he coolly responded, “I still need to stay behind in the forest to keep an eye out. I’ll have my tabs on you two in case something else goes amiss, but you should check yourself in to be safe, Kissa.” He eyed her current disposition, frowning slightly as he clearly saw her wounds yet it didn’t seem to weigh her down all too much.
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Kissa looks down at herself, wondering what his glance was about. She blinks once surprised by the amount of injuries she’d sustained.
“Odd…. They don’t usually harm the host …” She mutters, thinking out loud. She then drops the other chakkram with no warning, and the two fly towards each other, twisting and binding together to form a cross, which promptly flies into her hand. Both guys take the tiniest step back and she looks at them oddly before shrugging and dropping the necklace around her neck once more.
“Look guys, I’m really fine it’s not as bad as it looks, so–” Kissa breaks off as a whistle, high and painful, pierces through the woods. She shifts completely into a human, instinctually saving her sensitive ears,staggering as her now only slightly more resilient body takes the full impact of her wounds.
“Not…. So…fine…..now…” She gasps as pain floods her senses, frozen while she adjusts to it.
✳ she has sustained, to a lesser degree, the injuries the night terror did. Strange…… (HMMMMM)✳ -
Maylee looked over her host. “You seem quite young yourself. What makes you qualified to be teaching all these people how to fight?”
She was not used to interacting with someone for such a long period of time. Not in this way. If it wasn’t a person she was working on, they tried their hardest to avoid her. Even her coworkers who did the same job as her couldn’t stand to be in the same room as her for more than a few minutes. Maylee didn’t mind though. She found most human interaction to be tedious.
She tried though. She finished her milk and played around with her knife to try and keep her mind off a different kind of hunger that food could not satisfy. She had to show some form of humanity to her host. She helped her out after all.
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She merely shrugs. “I have experience. What else does one need?”
A loud beeping noise comes from the closed door nearby.
“Oh shit! Sorry, I need to check on this…What the hell did they do now…” She says as she rushes into the room and shuts the door behind her. -
Kissa shakes her head to clear it. “No. I’ll be fine, just, which way is the compound? My sense of Direction’s a bit off.” She says, smiling weakly.
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Maylee was curious now. She stood up and walked to the door. She was used to getting secrets out of people, but she wasn’t doing her job. This girl hasn’t turned her away yet, so she wouldn’t go where she didn’t belong…yet.
She decided just to go see what was happening outside. Maybe she’d see these young cadets wrangling a werewolf back to the base. She could use a good laugh. Judging by the reaction of the girl, something must be amiss.
She walked out the door and stood towards the forest, knife still in hand. Just in case. She leaned against the wall and watched for signs of action within the trees.
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