01-28-2012, 01:17 AM
The flighty movement of the hybrid impressed Amy. So the girl was a fighter. Slept too deeply for one that was highly trained, but one nonetheless. Maybe she'd only received training and no experience, or had only faced a couple battles, but she slept too soundly for someone who had truly fought in battle. Another would not have let her get so close, too nervous and afraid knowing that they could be killed in their sleep. Much like what Amy had been contemplating. She crossed her arms as the hybrid demanded answers, relaxing slightly as an apology and name was given.
Courteously Amy dipped her head, holding out her hand to be shaken. Amy Sunders. Nice to meet you. Her mood would have been better if she wasn't pregnant, though not by much. The raging hormones made her moods swing harshly, but Amy already had all the cruelty she truly needed inside her. The only real difference was how much easier it was to push her into a killing mood, the slightest things upsetting her. Hadley bore the proof of that on his face. Suddenly enraged to wake up and see him there Amy had slashed his face, claiming that it was an improvement. What brings you to the city? I'm looking for some more items for my shop.
Courteously Amy dipped her head, holding out her hand to be shaken. Amy Sunders. Nice to meet you. Her mood would have been better if she wasn't pregnant, though not by much. The raging hormones made her moods swing harshly, but Amy already had all the cruelty she truly needed inside her. The only real difference was how much easier it was to push her into a killing mood, the slightest things upsetting her. Hadley bore the proof of that on his face. Suddenly enraged to wake up and see him there Amy had slashed his face, claiming that it was an improvement. What brings you to the city? I'm looking for some more items for my shop.