#phantomoftherebellion

      ——  YES, HE has been standing in the middle of the sidewalk staring into the window of a pet shop for at least five minutes at this point.

rubefacios  → devoraetus  → nisegatana  → phantomoftherebellion  → truemansamejima

          ❝ I'll start by saying that this isn't my first war. Back home, I fought in a war, so I don't see this as any different than it was back then. Secondly, while I'm primarily a healer I also focus on offensive. It's not hard for me to switch out, so if anyone here gets hurt..just call my name. ❞ voice stern as she says that last bit, she wouldn't want anyone trying to be a hero and sacrificing themselves for the team. There five of them here, which means that they must act accordingly, they must be organized in their tactics. While she has not a single doubt in her mind that everyone in front of her can handle themselves, it's just the thought of the 'what if' situation that bothers her. 

          Eyes flit from one face to another as she points to herself. ❝ I'm Sakura, by the way. So..let's protect as many people as we can. Sector oo5 is our stomping ground, so it's our job to secure it for the people. ❞ hands now move to retrieve leather gloves which were pinned to her side. The sounds of gunfire can be heard in the distance and with that being her cue, she steps forward to stand in front of them all, back towards them as she looks at the oncoming troops of the enemy. ❝ Be smart, be safe and most of all..do not go off on your own. I want everyone here either sticking together or at least taking someone with them. Don't do anything stupid. ❞ 

          ❝ I ask that if anyone is hurt, you come to me immediately. We don't have time to play around since the respawn system only works once. I don't want a death on my hands knowing I could have prevented it had you not been so reckless. ❞ and she turns, gaze falling on Ragna in specific for just a moment before a quick glance is given to all of the others.

          Shouting from the enemy militia can be heard as they near the the street they had settled on. Heavy armor, guns raised and there are over three hundred of them coming directly for them. She takes a deep breath now before placing her hands on her hips. ❝ We're not gonna let them take this sector. ❞ and she crouches now, palms pressed firmly against the ground. ❝ On my mark, you all jump and go. ❞ and she waits for just a moment, until they're juuuust close enough before slamming her fist firmly onto the ground, upheaving the concrete pavement. The street upheaves and the enemy soldiers are taken by surprise, looks like she managed to get the drop on them. 

Hey miss, do you need help with that?

File: Project CLAYMORE

Subject: Miria