Quiescent Storms

~THREE~

"Are you gonna stick with your classic customary dagger in operation?"Chris asking standing as I practiced my dagger throwing."Any doubt on that?" I replied without removing my focus from the half torn target doll courtesy to my silver daggers & other small knives.

After warming up by running in treadmill & by some boxing spree,I decided to play with my favourite tool,my partner in every sphere,my customized silver phoenix shaped dragger.

It's a total bae.

"Why did you even bothered to ask that Jesus Chris?That dagger is as important to her as daily fucks are for functioning."I heard Tyler replying while dragging out Chris's nickname and swiftly punching the stand punch bag creating a thump sound.

We both rolled our eyes at his ridiculous comparison.

"Daily fucks are not important for survival, you hormonal dick.There is more important things for survival like food & oxygen."I smoothly replied this time throwing a small knife right across  Tyler's punching bag.

He knows how much I hate this daily banging topic.

Why waste your time in meaningless fucks when there are millions to billions activities to do.

I heard Tyler screeching out like a banshee at my blunt throw which was few inches away from his face.

"Women, that's why I said you need daily fucks for functioning. See,you brain can't make your nerve function where to throw the knife due to the lack of--"before he could finish,I threw another dagger intentionally missing his head.

"Mérda!(shit) I accept that you need fuck,oxygen & food to function."Tyler screamed out while running away from my vision range towards the shooting center in order to avoid getting stabbed by me.

Chris shaked his head at Tyler's futile state before taking a step ahead indicating to spare with me in knives. I pulled out my customised silver dagger from my hair bun & stood facing him for the sparring.I quickly tied my hair in high ponytail from the band of my wrist.

We all were gathered in underground gym side for sharpening our skills & body before the operation as a general rule. And now,both mine and Chris body was tensed & bended forward as we tightly gripped our respective daggers taking out stance for sparring.

I decided to take the offensive mode & slashed my dagger towards his left abdomen,causing him to move away while attempting to point his knife near my ribs. Seeing through his move,I speedily shifted my dagger from right to left hand and attacked his oncoming hand.His attack nearly missed me as I immediately attacked his onward wrist with the butt of my dagger causing him to groan out in pain & letting his dagger fall in the ground.

Swiftly kicking his dagger away from him,I looked up to his bright blue eyes seeing him already looking over me with appreciation.

"I cease to forgot that dagger is a part of your body."He remarked with a small laugh making me smiled widely at his words.

Apparently, I don't like the loud noises created from gun shots.So even though I've learned shooting, I've always preferred to use my dagger & knives in all missions unless it's an emergency situation & dagger is not the option.

Giving a high five to him laughing,we moved towards the ring where Max & Ryan were having a combat fight. It was fascinating to watch them fighting since it's as if they're having a life-death battle in that ring with all of those concentration & muscle clenches.

Visibly, all of my pals are beautiful humans inside & out. But they could never see me more than their little witch sister whom they practically baby-sitted over the years.I myself from my fourteen years age already accepted six of them as my shields & brothers I never knew I needed in my life.