Giana Froelich
Character
Sure Giana had the looks and the flare and a few more skills on her belt, but a few more couldn't hurt. When she was being herself, she had a very strong opinion and said things that were on her mind unless it was a secret she was supposed to keep. Giana had quite the life growing up and it was something that even if she tried her hardest to avoid it, it just haunted her ten times as bad as the first time she thought of it. The past tore at her and she couldn't keep living in the past.
Watching around as the bar seemed to clear out rather quickly after [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] took [member="Andy Khor"] out back, she looked over to the man beside her as he spoke up once more telling her to follow him. As he stood and walked towards the door, she did too, hearing his second comment, quickening her pace a little bit. The night was a little chilly for most, but Giana noticed no difference in the air. Every once in a while, she'd look up to the man as he at one point touched his ear and he said something under his breath that she could just barely make out. After a littlw while of walking they came upon the garage.
Giana watched as the door opened and then the man flipped the switch on inside as the lights flickered to life. From first glance, the garage was empty until she saw the frame of a man tied up with a bag over his head in the center of the building. Giana already had two pistols placed prominently on her thighs, but as he handed the butt of a pistol to her she grabbed it and listened to him.
She was about to speak up as she heard him say to kill the man, but before anything could be said, a young boy was brought out screaming. The man she was being told to kill had a child. Unknowingly, she had a flashback of her parents' death and imagined it the same way. But knowing that she had to change, she pushed the evil memories aside including her feelings and quickly checking the gun, she made sure it was loaded and ready to fire. Pointing it towards the man's chest, she pulled the trigger and a bolt went through his chest as he fell to the ground. Looking towards the kid, she saw herself in his eyes and looked away from him to the man who brought her there.
Just looking at the man, there was nothing to say. She just waited to see what he would say and think.
Watching around as the bar seemed to clear out rather quickly after [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] took [member="Andy Khor"] out back, she looked over to the man beside her as he spoke up once more telling her to follow him. As he stood and walked towards the door, she did too, hearing his second comment, quickening her pace a little bit. The night was a little chilly for most, but Giana noticed no difference in the air. Every once in a while, she'd look up to the man as he at one point touched his ear and he said something under his breath that she could just barely make out. After a littlw while of walking they came upon the garage.
Giana watched as the door opened and then the man flipped the switch on inside as the lights flickered to life. From first glance, the garage was empty until she saw the frame of a man tied up with a bag over his head in the center of the building. Giana already had two pistols placed prominently on her thighs, but as he handed the butt of a pistol to her she grabbed it and listened to him.
She was about to speak up as she heard him say to kill the man, but before anything could be said, a young boy was brought out screaming. The man she was being told to kill had a child. Unknowingly, she had a flashback of her parents' death and imagined it the same way. But knowing that she had to change, she pushed the evil memories aside including her feelings and quickly checking the gun, she made sure it was loaded and ready to fire. Pointing it towards the man's chest, she pulled the trigger and a bolt went through his chest as he fell to the ground. Looking towards the kid, she saw herself in his eyes and looked away from him to the man who brought her there.
Just looking at the man, there was nothing to say. She just waited to see what he would say and think.
~ [member="Victor D'artagnan"] ~