Misuka led a wonderful life on her planet Yeotra. It was mostly grassland, and they lived in a small dugout with large windows so that they wouldn't get claustrophobic. They had a high honor system, and she lived with her family as a hidden hacker. No one could know, it was too dishonorable.

Misuka was born sometime after the third moon rising, and that time as all Ranecs know is a bad time. Misuka was normal sized, with brown hair and abnormally dark brown eyes. She grew up with her family group as all Rancecs do, and then left at the age of twelve to join the training.

The training was an elite group of Ranecs chosen to be professionals with the art of killing, escape, military strategies, survival and the use of all guns.

Sataga wrapped the tape around Misuka several times. The chair wobbled with the force that she was wrapping her up. "More. It needs to be stronger. I can get out of this pansy work." Misuka commented, and Sataga sighed.

"That's as tight as I go. Your getting too good."

"I'm not good enough to be a full solider though."

"You think too much of changing things."

"Yeah. Maybe." Misuka slipped out of the thick duct tape easily, as a serpent would. Her Aunt looked on, with a disapproving frown. She didn't like the idea of the only female born in the family going off to kill herself. She wanted a daughter relation to be married and continue on the bloodline.

No such thing was to happen with this one.

"That is my limit. You are going to need a better person to tie you up."

Misuka laughed. "No, now it's your turn." She said as she took the tape and began to wrap up Sataga.

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