Mika stood in the heavy rain, drops of water drenching her hair and covering her eyes. The water ran fluidly down her skin-tight leathers, inaudible against the sound of the sky. She knocked on the door again, more intently and gripped the hilt of her dagger tighter.
The door opened a crack, not enough for Mika to see. There was a noise again, making her heart leap in her chest.
"Who's there?" a voice called from the doorway.
"My name's Mika, Mika Holloway, I'm a Ghuardian"
The noise sounded again, closer. Mika glanced uneasily into the shadows.
"Well, are you going to let me in? Or do i have to push my way through?" Mika said impatiently, hand still on her dagger.
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