<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/>“What? I can fail this by running out of time?! And there is more than one challenge?” Her golden eyes were big enough as they were, but now they looked even bigger as she stared at the human man in disbelief. He was kidding, right? No… This really didn’t look like a person who liked joking. It took a moment to gather her thoughts. “How long do we have time for all of this?”<br/><br/>If Albion wasn’t answering her questions it became quiet very soon if the girl didn’t say something. This wasn’t comfortable silence. It was awkward, feeling like a thick lead blanket cast on her. During those times all they heard were shots fired by others at the shooting range and quiet clicking when the fox demon pressed bullets into a magazine, one by one.<br/><br/>“Hmm… I guess your physique tells about your skills. If that uniform fitted you poorly it would tell that you haven’t deserved it. You got your position because you have friends in high places, you bought it or something like that. But you don’t look like that. You look like you have seen a lot and been through a lot. That’s the body of a fighter. And if you didn’t be so mean, it would make you much more easily approachable. I mean.. You have beautiful green eyes. I feel like I could watch at them for a longer time. There is a tinge of golden yellow mixed in them, isn’t there?” The fox had stopped what she was doing to take a closer look at him. She leaned closer and her head tilted back because of their height difference, the girl examined his eyes with her curious stare. “They are pretty! Oh, it’s the opposite of what I have! Did you notice? I have yellow eyes with a bit of green. That’s a funny coincidence, isn’t it?” Nerissa had a feeling that Remington would appreciate her being quiet, but he made her nervous and she just kept going on and on… “All I was trying to say is that those eyes would look much better if you didn’t look at me like you are holding back an urge to strangle me.”<br/><br/>“So, you don’t discriminate between the races. I guess it makes sense because there are good and bad ones on both sides. Hmm… You aren’t all about strength and looks then Instructor Remington. The soldiers are people who follow orders blindly. Their job is straightforward and they can be easily replaced. If your job is taking people from behind stealthily it means you have to be smart enough to get behind the ones you want to take.” Nerissa didn’t see that the things she said could be understood in other way too.<br/><br/>The magazines were ready and she returned to her personal challenge Albion gave her. It took all three clips, and when she was on the last one and there were only couple more seconds left the girl finally managed to get the last required shot in the target’s chest.<br/><br/>“That… That was the 10th! I did it! I did it in the time, didn’t I?” The girl screamed from joy and jumped on the spot. Up and down. Up and down went her large breasts too, being completely free from shackles of a bra. The fox demon jumped against Albion and hugged him, while still jumping. “Do I get some kind of reward from this one? Oh, do I get a reward from the next one too if I pass it? Please, please, say yes! Pet my ears. That will do for a reward. Go on, do it.” The fox stopped her over eager jumping and waited for the man to give her some scritches. “What’s the next challenge? Let’s do it!” The girl got excited easily and this felt like a much bigger accomplishment than it really was because her instructor was such a difficult person.<br/>