<strong>"I'm Ok."  </strong>Violet flashed a small supportive smile at 19 year old Rin, having joined at age 20 herself, she knew what it was like to be the baby of the group.<br/><br/>I guess not everyone adapts to Beth's landing style as quickly as I did.   Violet thought with a sigh.   Violet's eyes rested on the second in command, Angel.  Angel had been quick to take her in, take her under wing.   The older woman seemed to want her to rely on guns so much, but she felt more at home with a sword.    A sword never failed her.     Though  I have to think that she's the kind of cop my adoptive dad might have wanted me to be...    And it was because of that and the kindness she showed that she tried to listen hard to her on everything else.<br/><br/>She went over her equipment one more time,  then checked her attire, shouldered her equipment and composed herself breathing in and out, relaxing herself.   There wasn't the room to stretch like she would've preferred- a nice flat area for a kata - the kind of trance she could reach in one of those usually made things a lot better.<br/><br/><strong>"How far is it to the building?"</strong>she inquired.<br/><br/>