The (f/w) Weilding Girl [2]

                                    

                                          
The job was done and (N) was more than ready to head home. She walks to her home at the closest village, almost sluggish but in a hurry way.
                          
Why do I do this job again?
                          
She knew nobody would answer that question, making her grumble, her arms was swaying behind her as (her left,her right, both her) arms (dragged, carried, has a strapped) (f/w) on her (wrist/s, hand/s).
                          
"DO I EVEN GET PAID?!",The girl yelled into nothingness.
                          
"You would if you entered ShinRa.", a young teen-like voice ask.
                          
The girl looks behind her and saw the four men.
                          
"So..",the girl pulled her hoodie down and a (l/s) curtain of (H/c) hair flowed down, her (e/c) staring at the four men. "To answer your question, No. Do you know the shit they do at that place? Experimenting on humans, fetuses. Playing with JENOVA cells.
Creating a human with JENOVA cells and etc.?"
                          
This shocked the four men.
                          
"How do you know that?", the mentor stared at Her cautiously.
                          
"It is simply a gift to see the little things. I don't know.", the girl shrugged and turned her back to the men and pointed a building "There's a medic in there. If she ask, tell her I bought you there.", she then moves deeper into the village.
                          
The four men stared at the girl and then moved to the little building.
                          
When they opened the door, they were met with a young fair lady and an old woman.
                          
"Hello, we have been bought here by...",then the mentor realizes they never found out her name
                          
"Oh! You mean (N)?", the old woman said
                          
"(N)?"
                          
"Ah! The guardian! Please this way.", the young lady said, opening a curtain, which lead to a hallway of doors. Soon, four workers had arrived and led them to their rooms for them to heal.