Miko sighed as she looked at the sky, the time to be outside finally arriving thing that she loved even though everything has changed for the worst. She could remember how her family tried the impossible to keep her from prison but at the end if they did they would join he, deciding against that she willingly gave herself up and confessed to a crime she would had the law on her side otherwise. She had kept to herself most of the time while in this prison, she would not talk to the guards and tried to make herself as invisible as she could that was until she got outside, she showed everybody on that time she was nobody to be messed with. Karate relied on both body and mind after all, she knew how to deal with the green stench to at least hold on her breath while he was nearby.<br/><br/>She got outside and walked to her usual corner as she began stretching her legs and arms before starting to do some Kata while she had the space. Miko would not want to get rusty with her Karate especially living in the world they were living now, a world where nobody knew what the next day would offer. She hated the world she lived in, since the invasion things went to hell each day being worst than the last. The only thing that would keep Miko in bay was her Kata and the discipline her father implemented into her, ‘be perfect, not heartless’ she knew what he meant. Always strife for perfection without disappointing and forgetting those who fought before you and those who would fight beside you.<br/><br/>The stares of people in the prison were on her from time to time, some of them asked why she kept on practicing and the answer was always the same, ‘why not’. Hitting the air offered no resistance and she needed to make that resistance hold herself from going all out in a punch otherwise she might hurt herself. That on itself offered and advantage, day by day she would let more go testing her limits and pushing beyond them making her punches and kicks quicker and harder after all she was in prison and she needed to defend herself. After about twenty minutes she moved on her knees and placed both hands on her thighs closing her eyes and slowly starting to meditate.<br/><br/>The air around her gently hitting her face and body, the sounds of birds as little as they were but still could be heard if you learned to listen. The smell of nature now mixed with gasses thing she learned to accept as being part of it. She sighed finally opening her eyes and looking up to the sky, “Dad… keep on fighting, for mom… I will keep fighting my battles here”. She slowly stood up and took a sip of the bottle of water she had with her sitting on a corner of the field her back against the gate as she just looked around the yard as she relaxed.