Keep Fighting ~ BLOOPERS!!!

Forgot to Signal! |:| Prologue

She calmly turns her head to the voice, to see a man who's likely twice her size and visibly strong. Assuming that he uses his body to do the intimidating for him, she waits patiently to see if he's got anything better up his sleeve.

He stomps towards her, but she doesn't flinch or step back. "You slit his throat and left him to rot in an alleyway! You're gonna fuckin' pay for it!"

She gives him a remark with a voice devoid of emotion. "He got what was coming to him."

"You think you're some kinda hero!? Bullshit!" He spreads his arms open, as if gesturing to all the men surrounding her. "ANYONE WHO FUCKS WITH THE TOKYO MANJI GANG WILL SUFFER A GRUESOME DEA-"

CLANG!!

"GAH!!"

"OH SHIT I'M SO SORRY!!"

"Nakano, you were supposed to signal him to let him know when you were gonna swing!"

The black haired woman glances back at the director after checking up on and profusely apologizing to her co-actor. A sweat drop forms on her temple due to her embarrassed and guilty state.

"I'm sorry, Author-san!" Nakano bows ninety degrees to the person who's standing off to the side of the set. She then turns to her co-actor, repeating her apologetic action. "And to you too, Arashi-kun!"

The large man lets out a low and airy chuckle as he brings himself to his feet. He removes his hand from the side of his head, that's a little bloody because of the wound that's there.

"It's alright, Nakano-san. You're just as strong as your character!" He waves his bloody hand, mouth split in a toothy grin. "At least we don't have to waste time doing makeup now!"

"OH GOD!! YOU'RE BLEEDING!!"

"So?" The large man lays back down on the ground. "Let's keep it rolling while it's fresh!"

"But, Arashi-kun-!"

"Action!!"

Nakano panics and immediately goes into character. Though she's currently glaring down on the bleeding man, she feels really bad and wants to patch up his wound herself.

'Sorry, Arashi-kun! I'll take care of that when this is over!'