A woman by the name of (Y/N) has recently quit her job due to a call from a nice lady named Ms.Pauling stating she is hired to the (R/B) team. After getting the call she quit being a FBI agent to become a mercenary.
*TRIGGER WARNING!!* ALOT OF CUSSING, CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK!
Your POV
You've delt with ALOT of crazy shit. So, after a while nothing fazed you. Even in an attempt to be able to take care of the crazy shit, you took karate, martial arts as well as learning the arts of the shinobi. You stayed faithful to practice and cannot be surprised by the most fucked up things. Trudging around with a blank face, and half lidded gaze. Being part of the T.C.T. also known as the Two fort Criminal Tracking association.
You find criminals off the radar and take them into custody or assassinate them depending on their crimes. You were at a pub named The Blind Tiger Pub.(an actual pub that is near my house.) which has had a lot of...'incidents' so you've been hired by the pub's manager to find out what the fucks going on. A co worker of yours was on the other side with the same half lidded gaze and blank expression. She sported half rimmed black glasses, and her hair was all shaved but a, (what you refer to) as her floof, which was dyed a dark blue.
Her brown eyes covered half way with her eye lids. (Imagine Miranda a little older as in 25 not....13. XD)
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She was sitting in the corner idly plucking her black guitar. You two, (Y/N) and Miranda the best of the best in the T.C.T. As well as being close friends. Like you she had seen some scaring shit in her past and got over it with training. Suddenly, a shady man, sporting red aviators, a black beard, and a hat with nearly all black clothing. You glance at Miranda from across the pub and she nodded at you as she put away her guitar throwing the straps on her shoulders. Miranda and you both get up and walk to him.
Miranda comes in with her regular bass voice. "Sir, I'm going t have to ask you to leave the premises immediately." You had to admit, she was intimidating. "Oi'm not scared of ya Sheila." Miranda just blinks and lifts a brow. "This is a warning. Take it while your alive."
The man just snickers and tries to push between you two. His face turns shocked as you two refused to move in the littlest bit, despite his best efforts. "Look, Oi'm not scared. If anything you should be scared of me." The light hit Miranda's glasses perfectly, shading her eyes from sight as she swept her leg under him, making him fall to the floor with a grunt. "Look....Mick Mundy, I don't want this as much as The next Person," The man screamed as she called him that.
she paused as she pinned him down by putting her black steel toe boot at his neck, preventing movement. "But you've left us no choice. (Nickname), take care of this sorry man. I'll be reporting to Master X." Master X...your boss she's the one everyone knows to NOT fuck with. You bend down and put your fingers on pressure points rendering him useless.
You heaved him over your shoulder and bring him to master X. "Mm wot a beaut." The man mumbled behind you. A sleek black 4x4 ford truck pulls up. "Throw him in the back. Make sure to do our special."
