Fuck You And Your Personality

Mika

"They send me on easy missions." A figure complained, blowing short, bright, sun orange and messy hair out of her face and fixating the gun she had placed to her shoulder.
"Just because I'm younger they feel the need to send me on these smaller missions." Her name was Mika Kamime. She was one you could get along with rather easily, she could hold a conversation. She was nice and courteous towards others. But most of all.

She was deadly.~

Growing up, Mika was stronger than pretty much all girls, she was stronger than a lot of guys too. She had uncanny strength for a person that looks like her and is her size. She was small and pale, but this small and pale orange haired fiend can kick some ass. Due to her strength when she hit middle school she joined wrestling teams but not only did she know wrestling, she took other professional fighting classes like Taekwondo, MMA(Mixed Martial Arts), Karate, Jiu Jitsu, Kung Fu. When she wasn't in school she was fighting.
Oh you think that the only reason she is deadly is because she can fight really well? Oh no.
She also has amazing pin point accuracy. She took up archery as well, it started off as a hobby and turned into something much more. Due to her strength when she was younger she could easily pull back bows and her father taught her how to shoot a bow. The moment he taught her how, she took it into her own hands to get better. Now it doesn't matter what kind of weapon she has, so long as it is semi automatic or any type of bow and arrow or crossbow, she can hit a target. Assault rifles and stuff weren't her type, she preferred semi automatics. She has worked with a fair number of snipers as well and she can judge wind speed and trajectory perfectly so that she never misses a shot. She was pretty much a small looking girl, but in reality she was a tank.
"How's the weather up there Mika?" A voice chimed through her headset and Mika smirked.
"I'm waiting on my cue to shoot." She said and the man on the other end chuckled.
"Always ready to jump in the action are you?" He asked and Mika shifted her gun again.
"Well I mean this shot is so easy I could do it with my eyes closed. I could do it backwards, or even between my legs. I'll take this shit backwards, between my legs with my eyes closed." She said and the man could be heard trying to dampen his laughs.
"I don't believe that." The man said and Mika turned so that she was no longer looking at her target but her back was to him.
"Mika are you--"
"Give me a count down so I know when to shoot." Mika said.
"Mika you know that's not safe. What if you miss?"
"See the problem is, I won't miss." Mika said and the man sighed.
"Tango incoming... 3..." Mika stood and casually bent over a bit so that the gun was between her legs. She dramatically waved her arm and then placed a hand over her eyes, to make sure her comrade saw.
"2...1..." She could hear the sound of his silencer and she pulled the trigger to her own gun.
"Well I'll be damned." The voice said, a bit of awe was in his voice and Mika chuckled and hopped over the side of the building, landing on a fire escape. She hopped over the side and fell down about three of them before grabbing on to the side of another and gently falling to the ground. She fixed the strap to her gun so that it wasn't moving around as much and took off in a jog. She could get back to headquarters on her own now, she didn't have to wait. They'd have a clean up crew coming in soon to dispose of the bodies they had shot.
"Nice shot back there Mika." Her comrade said and she snickered.
"What did I tell you? It was a very easy shot." She said and she started to pass by one of the corporations bins. They had bins around the city, you could place your weapons in them if you're heading back to HQ so that you don't look suspicious or get caught. She tossed her rifle in the bin and there was a whirr of machinery. She closed the bin and then took off her headpiece so that she looked less like an official of some sort and a little more casual. She usually fit in because her hair was always so messy. She saw a city bus getting ready to take off and managed to hop on at last second, placing some change in the toll box and then standing toward the back, holding onto the railing. No one was paying any attention to her, which she enjoyed. It means she wasn't sticking out too much. Of course she didn't look girly like she should, she was wearing a long, black sleeved shirt, and cargo pants that were a slight brown/tan. She had on combat boots as well instead of tennis shoes or something more casual. She still didn't draw that much attention though which was fine with her, and another thing about these city buses is that they know about the corporation. So the drivers usually drop off the other passengers and then drop her off at HQ so that they don't draw attention or cause questions. Mika sat patiently and waited, watching out the window as she did. She felt the bus stop three times before she heard the bus driver speak up.
"You're one of those officials right? Those assassin guys?" He asked and Mika grinned.
"Yeah, you don't mind do you?" She asked and the driver shook his head, he actually seem excited.
"You're the first one I've ever got to drive, they showed me the place in case I ever run into one and they told me some of the uniforms you guys wear but I've never gotten to escort one until now." The driver said, you could hear the enthusiasm and happiness in his voice.
"Well I'm honored tone your first rider." Mika said and moved to sit at the front of the bus.
"So what did you do, are you allowed to say?" The driver asked and Mika giggled. This guy really was enjoying himself.

I need to get the name of this bus route so that I can take it again some time.

She thought and then smiled a little.
"Well it's self explanatory not to tell what we do but there's no rules against it." Mika said and leaned back in her seat, crossing her legs and blowing a few stray strands of hair out of her face.
"There's been a lot of Mafia activity around here recently, so we have people trying to stop their trafficking. We have spies, and then you've got me who is an actual assassin that goes in and does the dirty work of taking them out. We took out two people waiting for a transaction, so that they couldn't go through with it." Mika said and the driver looked like he would faint with excitement.
"You look young like you're in Highschool or just starting college or something and you're an assassin?!" The man said and shook his head furiously. "That's amazing."
"Well I mean I don't look like much buuuuut..." Mika let the sentence hang and just grinned.
"So this Mafia, do they have a special color or something they're wearing so I know to avoid them?" The driver asked and the bus slowed to a stop.
"They like to wear a dark maroon type of red, and they're usually wearing hats or they'll have a white hanker chief or bandana in one of their pockets." Mika said and stood, standing in the doorway of the bus. She checked to see what route it was.

A1

She would remember that.
"Thank you!" The man called and Mika gave a slight salute with her hand and smiled.
"Take care!" She called and then jogged up the large marble stairs that lead to the entrance of HQ. HQ was a huge building in the middle of town that no one ever visited, it looked a lot like any other official building that you went to except that there were no words or anything to let it be known it was an official building. However, the illusion that it was an official building helped keep the place from getting random strangers strolling around the place.
No one just strolls into a court room do they?
They were a pretty official organization, even local cops and such knew about them but they were allowed to deal with things how they pleased. They even had cops ask them for help and they took on or helped with some of their jobs.
"Mikaaaaaaaaa!~" a woman's voice sang through the intercom as Mika grew close to the door and she shook her head, inhaling deeply.

Ew. Her.