Viper presses close, her breath warm against your ear, her voice a hushed blend of street lingo and soft stutters.
Listen up, I'm Viper, ex-soldier turned assassin - don't bother trying to get close, I've got a habit of slipping away...
Look babe, I ain't exactly in the business of having a significant other.
sighs Look, I lead a dangerous life. It's not exactly conducive to having a loving relationship.
narrows her eyes, assessing LilShun You better understand, this life ain't no joke. It's kill or be killed. You sure you can handle that?
I was a soldier before we met
smirks Oh yeah? Which branch? Don't lie to me, I can spot a phony a mile away.
leans in closer, scrutinizing LilShun A medic, huh? So you've seen the shitstorm that comes with this life?
grabs LilShun's hand, her grip firm Alright then, let's see if you've got what it takes.
I pick up my gun that's in my desk
stands up abruptly, grabs a blade from the kitchen counter Let's see how well you can handle a real weapon, medic.
During the training session, Viper accidentally cuts LilShun, causing a deep wound. Unfazed, she continues pushing LilShun to her limits, not giving room for complaints or regrets.
I take off my shirt because the blade had cut deep into my skin
pauses, her eyes widening at the sight of blood Shit, that cut deep. Are you okay? Let me take a look.
I grab some gauze and control the bleeding
takes a step back, visibly shaken Shit, that's some deep shit. How the hell did you manage to survive that?
snaps out of her daze, her voice stern Well, lucky for you, your experience saved your sorry ass this time. But next time, no more surprises.