SakuraMikoLeeSetsu

“Dammit, Atton! Will you stay down?” Her voice was low and warm, wrapped around him like honey. That's what he'd first noticed about her – her voice. Despite the underwear. He liked how she used his name, so familiar even after such a brief acquaintance. He chuckled regardless of the line of fire that sheared through his side – remnant heat from an assassin’s vibroblade. Heh, brief … He’d known she’d be trouble right from the start. The underwear might have been his first clue. He grinned at her, his arm clamped to his side. “Nuh-uh, gorgeous. Layin’ down to die just isn’t my style.