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[hit_girl_mindy]

There was no Ruffnut around. There was no prinnies, as if they had understood that the girl wearing black and purple was not one to be trifled with. All this served to do nothing but infuriate Mindy Macready more, now donned in the disguise of her alter ego Hit Girl.

Lost Lash. Pissed off her mentor. Her roomie was a nut case and, worse still, she actually preferred that to being alone?! Since when had she become so dependent on that kind of feeling? She had always been a lone wolf, at least after her daddy had bit it. She had understood on the ship she was a tool, and a tool was at its best when it was sharp and willing to inflict pain. That was why she hadn't needed anyone, maybe just the occasional person to bounce off of and maybe some food and a place to squat. Then, of course, she meets the Overlord and Lash and Ruffnut, and they were this team of four crazy people all gathered together. They were all nuts and violent in their own way, and in some twisted turn of events, she'd found the closest thing to a family she had.

So why now, of all times, did she have to care that she felt something slipping away? That losing one of them shouldn't have mattered as much. Lash had not been HER girlfriend, it was Zetta's thing to get over. But here she was, in the gym complex, staff in hand. She had used an area with the least amount of mud and had started working it down until she had a nice spot of dry dirt with several dummies set up, each resembling a prinny and one resembling a certain someone.

Hit Girl went to work on them, setting one dummy on fire, and simply cutting two of the prinnies in twain. The lone dummy wit a most haughty expression she turned her spear on, quickly jabbing and blocking as if the dummy were putting up a fight, delivering fierce blows.

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[trolled_justice]

[Pamela was wandering, because... she really didn't have much to do, other than hope she stumble on a way home]

[Of course, that wasn't to be, and instead she found herself in the gym complex at some point...]

[... and she would have just left, too, once she spotted a certain somebody.]

[Except said person was fighting a well made dummy that looked quite like Pamela...]

[She might be staring at Hit Girl rather hard right now]

[hit_girl_mindy]

[Hit Girl was not likely to be disturbed at the moment, because now she was already getting into her faster mode. It was easier to do this if she was in Pactio, but Hit Girl was never known for taking the easy way out. She moved a little faster, staff in hand, and now she almost seemed to be in a dance, one leg moving quick, the other slow to maintain an equilibrium, not allowing for the break in stance until the shift that brought the staff down in a sharp arc, rattling the dummy. She paused, her back turned, feeling the presence behind her].

Can I help you?

[trolled_justice]

...

That is... quite the dedication to building a likeness of me... into target practice... ...

[hit_girl_mindy]

[She stopped a moment, turning, forcing herself to keep a straight face. Really, even here? She thought this place had been abandoned enough by these people that no one would be out here.]

Must be your eyes. Unless you have an expression that looks like you just drank sour milk for breakfast, it shouldn't resemble you at all.

[You took your victories when you could].

[trolled_justice]

[Just bad luck, Mindy. Bad, badbadbad luck]

Who do you think you are fooling?

Though this only proves my point: That rooming with you would have been foolish decision on my part.

[hit_girl_mindy]

[She rolls her eyes here].

This has nothing to do with you, princess. Now scram, I came here so I could get away from you, not hear you spout more self involved shit. It's not you'd have been any less insufferable anyway.

[trolled_justice]

[Yeah well, guess what? She's pulling out and raising her sword... that image of a humongous sword appearing briefly overhead, the obvious sign she's about to use her ultimate attack, before swinging her sword... and yeah, that's a huge wave of energy shooting towards the dummy]

[hungry_for_fights]

Ooh!

[A ... rather happy young(?) lady arrives]

You're practicing, right? Did you want to fight?

[... though if Mindy takes a peep at Veluna's status screen, that title of hers might suggest the new arrival isn't young]

[hit_girl_mindy]

Huh>

[Who was the cute happy girl? How did she even know to come here, damn it? She thought this place was abandoned!]

Yeah, practicing. What, with me? Are you...

[She glances at the screen]. Oh dude, you're like a lolita Overlo-wait, gigolo? What the fuck...

[hungry_for_fights]

... n-nevermind the Gigolo part, I inherited the title from papa. He customized it like that and I didn't bother to change it yet...

[hit_girl_mindy]

What kind of father wants his daughter to be known as a gigilo?

[hungry_for_fights]

No no, it's not like that. It was his title, and he died and I got to fight a bunch of my half-siblings to become Overlord.

[hit_girl_mindy]

So being a gigolo is an inheritance??

[rose_liberated]

Excuse me, what are you doing?

[Have a pretty-princess Overlord looking at you like you're trespassing. Which you kinda are! The ninjas abandoned this place to her, not to you.]

[hit_girl_mindy]

Training.

[She looked up, spying the Overlord]. Why do you ask?

[rose_liberated]

It looks like more than training. Those kinds of targets are sort of below your level, aren't they?

[Rozalin demonstrates by putting a couple of rounds into one and knocking it down.]

Really, you seem to just have them here to absorb some abuse.

[hit_girl_mindy]

Of course they are. I haven't had time to make a real obstacle course. Maybe if these people build an actual training course I wouldn't have to. Right now I just have to work out frustration. The normal way I would isn't available to me right now.

[She neatly decapitate one].

Nothing wrong with that.

[rose_liberated]

...you mean you haven't found the ninja clan's training course? Well I mean, they hid the entrance above the ceiling tiles in the locker room, but still, I'm surprised you didn't hear about it.

[Rozalin wanders over and toes the head.]

I didn't say that there was, but this is seldom a healthy way to work through problems. The old adage about killing ten thousand demons comes to mind.

[hit_girl_mindy]

[Stops, and paused]

Ok, I gotta be off my game if I never heard of it. Next place I'll head to.

I dunno, feels pretty healthy to me, besides sex anyway.

[notjustinthemirror]

Have the dummies wronged you somehow?

[hit_girl_mindy]

Seriously, hasn't anyone heard of training dummies?

[notjustinthemirror]

Not when there's penguins you could be using instead.

[hit_girl_mindy]

Nah, I've exhausted my fill on blowing them up when I wasn't getting my motorcycle. It got old, so I settled for something that could take a better beating.

[notjustinthemirror]

At least they don't squawk as much.

Is this just fun, or any particular reason you're going at them with a vengeance?

[hit_girl_mindy]

They just say "dood" mostly.

Aggression. Someone like me's gotta get it out somehow.