being smash's secretary, doing the good puppy things.

[hisho]

Ohhh, no, no, no, no- this is bad!

[ Should anyone be wandering the halls today, they might wind up encountering one frantic puppy dog, pitter-pattering about with a panicked expression and a drooping tail. One could swear she was dropping sweat all over the place out of pure worry, nearly tripping on occasion as she tried to get her big problem solved.

What was wrong, exactly?

She was late. She had to return the reorganized files she'd promised one of the instructors by noon, and it was ten minutes past! She hadn't even realized until it was far too late! Oh, she'd messed up big time, and this was one of her very first assignments! Talk about leaving a horrible first impression. ]

Aw... [ She stopped for just a moment to catch her breath, sulking with the papers held tightly to her chest. ] What am I going to do?

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[hisho]

Would you? That would be just wonderful.

Oh-... but I will return the favor, I promise! [ She suddenly beamed, her little puppy tail swishing to and fro. ] Just give me a little bit to get my work caught up, okay?

[ Unless she starts getting too distracted and obsessive with getting her work done, then, um... welp. ]

[rarebear]

I don't mind at all! A lot of times when people ask for my help it's to fight big monsters or get back their stolen stuff, so I don't mind somethin' small! C'mon, it's this way.

[hisho]

Oh, that's intense! Getting back stolen stuff and-

...

Did you say fighting big monsters?

[ A-Ah... Maybe she should have expected that coming to a fighting school, but big monsters?! Aaaah, she's not all that much of a fighter! She couldn't fight one of those! ]

[rarebear]

Well, sometimes... Mostly I fight witches, but sometimes giant crabs, or weird mayan gods, or dragons. Is that a problem? You look scared.

[hisho]

Oh, no, that's incredible! I admire your strength, it's just...

Are there a lot of those monsters here? I don't like confrontations much.

[ Let alone with GIANT SCARY THINGS. ]