How many times does Maki have to tell these idiots not to start shit at school. It's bad enough they're fighting punks from other gangs. And she's the one who ends up getting jumped. But now they're picking on weaklings too?!
It's with the fury of a thousand bears, Maki Zenin, local deliquient and Sukeban of the school gang, slides in front of the alleyway entrance, kendo stick already pointed at her underclassmen. )
OI! What the hell do you think you're doing?!
( Murmured groans are whispered among the delinquents—'Oh shit, It's Maki.' 'We're fucking dead, dude.'—knowing no amount of grovelling is going to stop the beating they're about to get.
She's stomping into the alleyway, effectively trapping them all in her own lair, and stops upon realising who they're picking on...
Isn't that the Class Prez? What was his name again?
—Not good. Not good. If he snitches, Maki is done for. She's already been pulled into the Principal's office too many times to count. This would be her last warning... )
God damn it! ( And she swings, lining up the idiot's like a bowling pins and striking their heads without hesitation. One of 'em goes down, spit and a tooth flying out as he hits the ground, before she's jumping on the other ones. Her fists, bandaged and bloodied from her last fight, connecting with their cheeks. )
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How many times does Maki have to tell these idiots not to start shit at school. It's bad enough they're fighting punks from other gangs. And she's the one who ends up getting jumped. But now they're picking on weaklings too?!
It's with the fury of a thousand bears, Maki Zenin, local deliquient and Sukeban of the school gang, slides in front of the alleyway entrance, kendo stick already pointed at her underclassmen. )
OI! What the hell do you think you're doing?!
( Murmured groans are whispered among the delinquents—'Oh shit, It's Maki.' 'We're fucking dead, dude.'—knowing no amount of grovelling is going to stop the beating they're about to get.
She's stomping into the alleyway, effectively trapping them all in her own lair, and stops upon realising who they're picking on...
Isn't that the Class Prez? What was his name again?
—Not good. Not good. If he snitches, Maki is done for. She's already been pulled into the Principal's office too many times to count. This would be her last warning... )
God damn it! ( And she swings, lining up the idiot's like a bowling pins and striking their heads without hesitation. One of 'em goes down, spit and a tooth flying out as he hits the ground, before she's jumping on the other ones. Her fists, bandaged and bloodied from her last fight, connecting with their cheeks. )