Marisa walked slowly amongst the new recruits threw the camp. They were going to be registered soon. Marisa rubbed her arms, her expression was very depressing. Her skin was icy-cold and her purple aura was leaking out of her. She was quite claustrophobic around all these people. Right, directly in front of her, and red aura user was in front of her. The man was tall, and well-built. She wanted to kill him.
Well, not exactly just him, all things that contained fire. Extreme heats. It was horrible. The only warm things Marisa liked were cats and tea. Slowly, her hand made it's way from her arm, to her pendant around her neck. She gently grasped it, and held on tight. She was twenty, mature, well composed. But right now, she was feeling very out of it. She walked with her head down and her back slightly hunched. As they made it to the recruits office, they were handed paper.
"Fill these out," Said a man in a uniform. Marisa looked at hers with a blank expression. She slowly filled out the application until the very last question. "Why do you want to join the resistance?" Marisa paused a moment, before writing down "To burn them all...".
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