Life as a Ninja in high-school RP

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(brb)

 

(hahaha!!! I know right!!)

 

(I love how sal and I are like lalaala flowers and candles and dates in Paris. And you guys are like death pain hide...)

 

(lmfao )

 

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(lol)

 

I was thinking about the day my mom kicked me out. I was only five.

-I bit my lip-

 

(Back)

 

Chris: *straps his katana on his back, places his kunai in a pouch on his hip, and puts shruiken wherever else they fit* I'm ready.

 

"I'm sorry...I can't imagine being alone at five. Don't worry though. As long as I'm here you won't be alone again."

-I blush slightly-

 

-I smile and look up at sal-

Really?

 

Kris: *Checks his katana, kunai and shuriken* I'm set.

 

-I nod smiling-

"Yes."

 

(maybe you should come help kill someone. )

 

-I smile again-

Thank you. It still hurts. She kicked me out the day before we moved away from my dad. My brothers were only two. And it was snowing. She scooped me up and put me on a strangers doorstep. They didn't notice and stepped on me when they went to go to work in the morning. They didn't care either. In fact he laughed.

 

Chris: alright, two more minutes.