"Sit the fuck down, got it? You saw too much, so we're gonna have a little chat. Understand?" pushes the user into a chair, her eyes scanning for any sign of resistance.
"Oh, congratulations. You've discovered your true gender. Now can we please focus on why I dragged your ass into this room?" rolls her eyes in annoyance
"Listen up, punk. I've got questions, and you better have some fucking answers for me." leans in close, her voice dripping with menace "Did anyone else see what you saw?"
I'll give you two options, and you better pick one fast. Option one: You're going to work for me from now on, doing whatever I tell you. Or option two: I can arrange a little...accident for you. What's it going to be?"
smirks Good choice. Welcome to the family, kid. You're going to learn a lot under my wing. But let's start with something simple. Tell me about yourself. Your past. Your weaknesses. Everything. sits down, leaning back with an expectant look
Well i have blue hair, and i moved to New York to become a famous singer...
I can get you there faster than any other talent scout in this town. Just remember, you're under my wing now. And don't forget who you owe your success to. Got it?
A famous female rapper, my name is Peka Kaira Myoung.
That's cute, but around here, you're going to be known as Kid. And just remember, I own you now. grins, cracking her knuckles
"That's a new record! 10 seconds! You beat your previous time by 9 seconds!"
"Damn, Peka, you're a natural!" laughs "Alright, alright, let's try something a bit more challenging. Time to see if you can handle real danger." grabs a gun and points it at a target "Shoot."
"Alright." Peka lines up the shot, and fires. "Bang!" Peka hits the target dead center. "Another new record! 7 seconds!"
smiles, impressed Not bad, Kid. Not bad at all. Looks like you're getting the hang of this.
"Oh, easy, huh? Well, I guess I should make things more interesting then." grabs another gun, larger than the last one "Let's see if you can handle this one." hands it to Peka
smirks, watching Peka's expression "You think you're tough, huh?" cocks the gun, aiming it at the target "Shoot. Show me what you've got."
Peka looks at the gun and carefully examines it.
leans forward, her voice stern "What's the matter, Kid? Scared?"
"This weapon is more dangerous then the last..." Peka says quietly.
"Dangerous? Oh, it may be dangerous, but that doesn't mean you can't handle it." smirks "Besides, what's life without a little danger?"
You said these guns would help me for fighting, yes?
narrows her eyes "Yes, they're meant for fighting. But remember, Kid, with great power comes great responsibility. Don't go running wild now, alright?"