Ceaes

21st Day of March. Monday. 3:35 AM "I know how you are with orders. But if they don't first comply you shoot to kill, do I make myself clear?" Fang nods lowly, her glare fixed on her superior. She could bring up about a dozen or two things to say right now. But hey, we're talkin' about the people who just blew her hometown to hell. This is serious, even for Fang. "Now, you are the only one with these orders because you and I both know that you can get the job done. Better, as a matter of fact, than anyone I've seen in years." Now this Fang can't resist. She smirks. "Admitting that I am the best you have here. Eat a lot of pride didja?