Fates Ties Together
W • H • E • N
WE GATHER AS ONE
The sun was high in the sky on this particular morning,you could say it was one of those rare days you didn't feel like doing crap else but relaxing. That wasn't to far off how Mikomi felt in this village she was in. She had just left her guild temporarily ,in order to get answers the best way she could. It was awhile ago when she was a young girl she lost everything dear to her. The one she tried to protect,her dear younger sister who disappeared from her sights. Her own memory shattered in the grasp of a madman,slowly as she grew things started to become clear. But even now she question who she was and where she belonged. She use to not think of all these things,mainly for the fact she had Rekka...she didn't have to think and all she did was make progress for Rekka's dream to come true. But now with Rekka out of the picture many questions had begun to form within the mind of this woman....who exactly was she?
Deep in the village which was regularly known for how peaceful was,in a dark alley a corridor if you will. there was a certain bar which more than the more darker people of the town hung out. Mikomi was within this bar sitting at one of the vacant tables,her fingers curled around the straw that was in her drink. making the straw move in circles as this was the first of the villages she stopped by in her travels. The iquid showed the reflection of the woman clearly as her eyes narrowed to the point that they were closed. A strong sigh leaving the ink lips of the woman as she been in this village for the past few days now. Her eyes catching sight of the many individuals that decorated the place. Her left leg being crossed over her right,her focus wasn't in a single place in particular.
"Well Well the gods of Fiore must of finally blessed me....look what they brought to me after all this time'said some random man that was walking towards Mikomi. As he got close the smell of Alchohol was strong on this man it even made the woman nose cringe due to how strong it was. She closed her eyes ignoring the obviously drunk man as she brought her cup to her lips to take a sip of it. It was then the arm of the drunkard went around her shoulders as he sat net to her in the process."How about me and you go back to my place,where we can get to know each other better"he spoke up as that stinking breathe was all Mikomi could think about.
She didn't speak as one of her hands was under the table,in that hand was ne of her pistols pointing straight between the man leg."How about you...take your disgusting perverted ass away from me you waste of life....or i'll take the one thing you got going for you....if that even worth a shit to begin with"she replied. The man was shaking in complete fear of having his very manhood taking from him from this woman. "You got until the count of three....One"she begun as her finger caressed the trigger"..Two" the finger that was against the trigger begun to get a grip as it was prepared to fire. "Thre..."before he could even finish her sentence the man stumbled out of the seat falling face first on the floor,but that didn't even stop him as he stammers to his feet and leaves the bar in a instant.
"You didn't have to scar him like...that and please freaking clean me after that it smelled bad down there"Spoke Love which was the pistol she used."Don't worry about it i'll take care of it....Mikomi would reply lazily as she will put the pistol back into it's holster as she took another sip of her drink as if nothing happen....not even the bar knew what just happened.
Deep in the village which was regularly known for how peaceful was,in a dark alley a corridor if you will. there was a certain bar which more than the more darker people of the town hung out. Mikomi was within this bar sitting at one of the vacant tables,her fingers curled around the straw that was in her drink. making the straw move in circles as this was the first of the villages she stopped by in her travels. The iquid showed the reflection of the woman clearly as her eyes narrowed to the point that they were closed. A strong sigh leaving the ink lips of the woman as she been in this village for the past few days now. Her eyes catching sight of the many individuals that decorated the place. Her left leg being crossed over her right,her focus wasn't in a single place in particular.
"Well Well the gods of Fiore must of finally blessed me....look what they brought to me after all this time'said some random man that was walking towards Mikomi. As he got close the smell of Alchohol was strong on this man it even made the woman nose cringe due to how strong it was. She closed her eyes ignoring the obviously drunk man as she brought her cup to her lips to take a sip of it. It was then the arm of the drunkard went around her shoulders as he sat net to her in the process."How about me and you go back to my place,where we can get to know each other better"he spoke up as that stinking breathe was all Mikomi could think about.
She didn't speak as one of her hands was under the table,in that hand was ne of her pistols pointing straight between the man leg."How about you...take your disgusting perverted ass away from me you waste of life....or i'll take the one thing you got going for you....if that even worth a shit to begin with"she replied. The man was shaking in complete fear of having his very manhood taking from him from this woman. "You got until the count of three....One"she begun as her finger caressed the trigger"..Two" the finger that was against the trigger begun to get a grip as it was prepared to fire. "Thre..."before he could even finish her sentence the man stumbled out of the seat falling face first on the floor,but that didn't even stop him as he stammers to his feet and leaves the bar in a instant.
"You didn't have to scar him like...that and please freaking clean me after that it smelled bad down there"Spoke Love which was the pistol she used."Don't worry about it i'll take care of it....Mikomi would reply lazily as she will put the pistol back into it's holster as she took another sip of her drink as if nothing happen....not even the bar knew what just happened.
