05-29-2013, 12:02 AM
Staying near the shadows of the large room, the last three people who had actually decided to speak up about themselves seemed to had been Trigan who sounded as though he were simply joking around about how he had learned his fighting moves from his mother. Whether or not the man was joking around, Akito had taken it serious as though he had truly did learn his moves from his mother. Akito wasn't one to disrespect someone for learning their combat skills from their superiors since he had learned his own combat skills from his father. Next just so happened to had been D who sounded as though she was one to really speak much in swears as she had many different skills in fighting the mutants. There was no doubt about it, this girl had learned how to fight off of pure experience; it may had been one of the more dangerous ways to learn but it was indeed effective. When she had spoken to Akito that there were sharpies that he could've used rather then using his own blood, he had only eyed the woman for a moment. The reason to why he had used his own blood to sign his name was from his tradition to his parents had taught him. If he was going to sign his allegiance to a colony that he would trust his own life with, he was willing to show his true loyalty by signing his own name in pure blood that gave away the obvious fact that his body and soul was bond to this colony.
The last person to speak up about themselves was none other then D's companion. Not much was really known about this male either, only that he was a great fighter and that he was more of a planner then anything. That much was going to become a great useful skill in the end since the colony was going to need plans about what to do if they were going to travel to another area at any point. The only time Akito had actually taken his attention back up was when Tristan had stated that he was going to take Akito as one of the people that were going to head by a drug store to get supplies. He hadn't bothered to object to this as he stood up straight before making his way forward. Resting his arm upon one of his sheathed blades, he awaited for the command to go forward to head to the drug store.
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