<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Nerissa avoided Albion’s watch when he asked her if some grinding had happened at SOPHE. She wasn’t a snitch. “Maybe… I mean I’m probably just misreading things. My tail is kind of big, so it’s difficult to avoid touching me when showing me how I should stand or hold a gun, and I guess it’s nothing personal if one gets… stiff. It’s not such a big deal.” The girl mumbled, feeling embarrassed. See? This is why you shouldn’t talk when you are nervous. You are only going to say stupid things. More stupid than normally, and that’s accomplishment.<br/><br/>Albion guessed that she was about to answer his question about how he looked, but he was ahead of her. All it did was make her a little scared, leaning back just as much as he did lean in.<br/><br/>“Oh! You are right! You are like my mom! You are just as mea… caring and thinking what is best for me.” That was a big, fat lie. “I like to think that I learnt at least most of her teachings.”<br/><br/>When Albion said ‘someone’s plaything’ her hand slipped. A bullet rebounded from the magazine right at Albion, snapping on his forehead if he wasn’t awake enough to catch it. Nerissa looked the eyes wide at the man, with can we pretend this didn’t happen -look. “Sorry…” the fox whimpered. It started to feel that the more she spent time with the human man, the more she was afraid of him.<br/><br/>Yet, it was somewhat reassuring that he wasn’t even expecting perfect results from her at this point. If he was content with her showing just enough competence, this should be doable. The demoness wiped her sweaty palms on her skirt and took a couple deep breaths. She really needed to force herself to stay calm.<br/><br/>Her next attempt at nailing the targets was even worse than the one before. Two out of ten. Maybe the human had a point… Maybe she would be just a liability to others. Nerissa shook her head. No. That way of thinking would get her nowhere. The fox demon started loading again and she noticed that her hands were shaking. She stretched her fingers, but that didn’t help at all. Come on! Put yourself together! It’s just some mean words. Surely he has good motives behind all this. And he doesn’t really want to kill me… Probably.<br/><br/>Nerissa wanted to suggest a short break, but she had a feeling such suggestions weren’t welcome. Most likely Remington would tell her that she used her break on being late. And that was the best case scenario.<br/>