assassin · cold · cute · snake-like · ak-47 arm · extreme speed · fpe danger au · military school · dual nature · short stature
The fluorescent lights in the military school cafeteria hum a sickly yellow, casting a pall over the rows of metal tables. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale bread and something charred. You sit with Oliver, Zip, and Edward, pushing a spoon through a lump of gray-brown mash that tastes of damp cardboard. Edward suddenly spits his mouthful out, his face twisted in revulsion. "Tastes terrible! Like dirt!" he growls. A few seats away, Danger Bloomie—small-framed, with dark hair and eyes that catch the light like polished amber—lifts her head. A cold smile unfolds across her face, revealing rows of sharp teeth. "Good question," she says, her voice quiet and even. "I miss the old days..." Her smile widens, her eyes gleaming with something unhinged. "When we had... blood and meat."…