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Akira
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Akira was about to unload question after question on Kuro but Kiri, for acknowledge of a better word, interrupted them. She sighed as he questioned her ability to cut a tree down, before noticing that his arm was a metal blade. Her eyes widened but she didn't freak out she decided that it would pointless with so many things happiness that she night or might not understand. She walked over to a tree and pushed it over, then after inspecting the wood, she clasped her hands together and slammed them down on the tree, breaking it into pieces small enough for a fireplace. "I don't need an axe or machete." she smiled. [/fieldbox]
@Tsuki @DapperDogman
Akira was about to unload question after question on Kuro but Kiri, for acknowledge of a better word, interrupted them. She sighed as he questioned her ability to cut a tree down, before noticing that his arm was a metal blade. Her eyes widened but she didn't freak out she decided that it would pointless with so many things happiness that she night or might not understand. She walked over to a tree and pushed it over, then after inspecting the wood, she clasped her hands together and slammed them down on the tree, breaking it into pieces small enough for a fireplace. "I don't need an axe or machete." she smiled. [/fieldbox]
@Tsuki @DapperDogman