No One's POV.
Izzy is in the medium size oak wood cabin. She is sharpening her sword that is made out of a light metal material and the sword itself is easy to maneuver. She's in a Japanese sitting style on the polished wooden floor of her bedroom, dipping her light silver and blue handled sword into a bucket full of water.
She's closely staring at her sword to see if it is clean from the blood that had almost stained it from an earlier mission. The blood from the sword disperses into the once clear water into a light crimson color.
She lifts the sword out of the translucent water and puts it into a towel and starts to dry off the sword. A gust of wind breaks into her bedroom from her window and gracefully moves around her luscious long …show more content…
It condition is highly rare therefore, everyone with money would want one.
Every single weapon has a unique name of its own. They are usually given by the blacksmith or the name is found in a weapon booklet.
Izzy instantly hears a knock on her closed door. She continues to clean and polish her scythe, her back facing the door. While one of her members opens her door and takes a peak inside, "Izzy everyone is waiting to hear what our next mission will be."
She then turns around with her rare scythe in her hands and looks at the young adult who has brown hair with intense bright green eyes that would instantly captivate you, "After I'm done cleaning and polishing my scythe, I'll head down then."
The brown haired boy looks at Izzy with a sarcastic glare, "Izzy everyone is too excited to just be waiting, missions are fun and you know that." Izzy proceeds to scan the boy's body language. He has his arms crossed comfortably and wearing a plain white shirt with a leather brown vest. Along his arms and belt are weapon holsers and wearing long black pants that make him look fit and almost …show more content…
Your as stubborn as ever, no one can persuade you" He gives out a light smile that complements his toned body and face. He proceeds to walk out and closed the door heading out to Head Quarters (HQ) or the meeting room. He announces to the rest of the group waiting anxiously for an answer at the meeting room, "Izzy said she'll inform us after she's done cleaning her scythe, in the mean time she told us to hangout and have fun like swimming or whatever," He laughs a bit.
Everyone's faces go blank a bit from his answer, it seems that they were not anticipating that answer, "Now who wants to have fun with me?" Warren puts his hand on the table. A girl with brown medium silky chestnut hair that has a slim figure and mostly features her long eyelashes, and the tallest broad man that has very visible muscles everywhere along his body that you could see, begin to stand up. He looks like he's a giant, literally.
They exit the Meeting Room with cheerful smiles along their faces and all their happy laughs start to appear, "Griffin what do you wanna do bud? We're the only ones who really don't want to go swimming right now." A young adult speaks.
"Maybe.... with Izzy?" Griffin's speech was slow and soft. Griffin has long light purple hair and has a round baby face. His body looks very scrawny and pale as a ghost. He looks like a very young boy who is an average height for a male his
Izzy is in the medium size oak wood cabin. She is sharpening her sword that is made out of a light metal material and the sword itself is easy to maneuver. She's in a Japanese sitting style on the polished wooden floor of her bedroom, dipping her light silver and blue handled sword into a bucket full of water.
She's closely staring at her sword to see if it is clean from the blood that had almost stained it from an earlier mission. The blood from the sword disperses into the once clear water into a light crimson color.
She lifts the sword out of the translucent water and puts it into a towel and starts to dry off the sword. A gust of wind breaks into her bedroom from her window and gracefully moves around her luscious long …show more content…
It condition is highly rare therefore, everyone with money would want one.
Every single weapon has a unique name of its own. They are usually given by the blacksmith or the name is found in a weapon booklet.
Izzy instantly hears a knock on her closed door. She continues to clean and polish her scythe, her back facing the door. While one of her members opens her door and takes a peak inside, "Izzy everyone is waiting to hear what our next mission will be."
She then turns around with her rare scythe in her hands and looks at the young adult who has brown hair with intense bright green eyes that would instantly captivate you, "After I'm done cleaning and polishing my scythe, I'll head down then."
The brown haired boy looks at Izzy with a sarcastic glare, "Izzy everyone is too excited to just be waiting, missions are fun and you know that." Izzy proceeds to scan the boy's body language. He has his arms crossed comfortably and wearing a plain white shirt with a leather brown vest. Along his arms and belt are weapon holsers and wearing long black pants that make him look fit and almost …show more content…
Your as stubborn as ever, no one can persuade you" He gives out a light smile that complements his toned body and face. He proceeds to walk out and closed the door heading out to Head Quarters (HQ) or the meeting room. He announces to the rest of the group waiting anxiously for an answer at the meeting room, "Izzy said she'll inform us after she's done cleaning her scythe, in the mean time she told us to hangout and have fun like swimming or whatever," He laughs a bit.
Everyone's faces go blank a bit from his answer, it seems that they were not anticipating that answer, "Now who wants to have fun with me?" Warren puts his hand on the table. A girl with brown medium silky chestnut hair that has a slim figure and mostly features her long eyelashes, and the tallest broad man that has very visible muscles everywhere along his body that you could see, begin to stand up. He looks like he's a giant, literally.
They exit the Meeting Room with cheerful smiles along their faces and all their happy laughs start to appear, "Griffin what do you wanna do bud? We're the only ones who really don't want to go swimming right now." A young adult speaks.
"Maybe.... with Izzy?" Griffin's speech was slow and soft. Griffin has long light purple hair and has a round baby face. His body looks very scrawny and pale as a ghost. He looks like a very young boy who is an average height for a male his