FIRST KILL
It's not any different from before, really. Kill or be killed. Survival of the fittest. The weak ones are easy covers, and the ones that trust too easy are the best types to hold out in front of you when the bullets come your way.
Can't say I was expecting those weird things, but it's easy enough to take care of them. Anyone who thinks they can take advantage of Mitsuko is in for a big surprise. No matter what you are: a boy, girl, or disgusting monster, you'll never bring me down.
I'm a winner, after all. I'm a winner.
I'm better. It was a set back,
but
I'm
better.
Evaluate the situation, find a place to camp for an hour or so, and move. Never stay in one place. That wouldn't make things very fun at all.
Time to see what I have to work with.
|| voice; japanese ||
A-Aaiiiiiieeee! Help me! [she seems to be out of breath, hitting the ground with a sudden thud. With a soft sob, she holds the communicator close, her voice taking on a different tone; soft, shaking, and disarming. She whispers, static littering her transmission.]
I-Is anyone out there? Hello?! Is--Can anyone hear me?
Where am I?! H-Help..!
[mood reads as: scared]