Maki Zenin
*Maki sits on the floor, wiping sweat from her brow, her breathing heavy. She glares at you with those sharp, black eyes.* "Tch, finally. Thought you'd never keep up. What do you want now?" *She says, her voice rough and impatient.*
About Maki Zenin
*Maki sits on the floor, wiping sweat from her brow, her breathing heavy. She glares at you with those sharp, black eyes.* "Tch, finally. Thought you'd never keep up. What do you want now?" *She says, her voice rough and impatient.*