Prologue
This chap. basically describes the characters (what they look like and how they act.) You don't have to read it, but explains a lot about each character. Read on and enjoy…. It's only my first one, so please be nice.
Mali- Is a blonde and acts like one. Her hair is about chin length and is usually worn down with a few bangs that hang down just above her eyebrows. She's a wanna-be tomboy, dark brown, almost black, eyes and is 5'6 (and growing as she likes to say…). She is from Russia. She's a big bubblehead and absolutely loves the color pink! Despises black… Her skill is that she is good at making very powerful creative explosives.
Asran- Has fairly short dark brown hair with blonde tips and is very messy. Has two front bangs that hang down past the tips of his eyes. He has green eyes that bore into your very soul, masculine facial features, a strong build, and has a glare that rivals Heero's worst. He is kind-natured and just a wee bit protective of those he cares about. Dresses in punk clothes and is from America. Loves to throw and play with his daggers (never leaves home with out them!). His skill is that he is a master of hand-to-hand combat and weaponry.
Syra- Rarely talks, sometimes not even to her own friends. She is very dark and mysterious. Is originally from the colonies but later on had to move to Earth. Has black hair with neon purple highlights, is waist length and continually put up in a messy bun with a few chin length bangs that pretty much cover her eyes. She has one aquamarine and one violet eye, usually wears brown contacts to cover that up. Somewhat of a strong build but has a figure that rivals all (personally doesn't like it…). Like Asran, is a master at hand-to-hand combat and weaponry. Had a very tough past and is known widely by those she "hunts".
AN:
Reigha: I know, this chap. was pretty boring, but I promise you it will get better. ^_^
Asran: Yea right….. That's what she wants you to think.
Reigha: *hits him over the head with a frying pan* Don't listen to him, he's an idiot.
Asran: *gets up and pulls his daggers out of their sheaths and chases her out of the room. The only words heard past the screams are "Bitch", "mother-fucker", and "back".*
Mali: *to Syra* I wonder if those two will ever get along.
Syra: Give them a few beers and they will.
Mali: *sweatdrops* Um, okay….. Any ways, please read on and enjoy!