Shiba l'a regardée pendant qu'elle sortait pour attraper la croix puis faire une mauvaise blague sur le fait que c'était un cas inférieur t, honnêtement ces blagues étaient juste mauvais mais Shiba ne pouvait pas lui reprocher d'avoir essayé d'être optimiste. Cependant, une fois que Shiba a vu quelqu'un d'autre entrer en vue, il a pris pour eux mais a vu qu'ils sont venus en paix pour le commerce. La Mari a fait un signal disant de lui donner 3 minutes avec le client et il a hurlé. Il est allé à sa montre et a commencé le chronomètre, c'était une vieille montre numérique mais il a servi son but et Shiba a commencé l'horloge une fois qu'ils étaient tous les deux à l'intérieur pour commencer le commerce. Shiba est ensuite passé à son fusil de chasse de Remington prêt à sauter et pointer le fusil sur leur client. Shiba sera damné s'il laisse quelqu'un d'autre se faire tuer aujourd'hui alors Shiba était prêt à coller ce droit entre les yeux et faire exploser la tête des clients... s'il n'a pas échangé de toute façon...
Name: Shiba Akabane
Age: just turned 18
 but his necklace is his dads dog tag
Faction: The forgotten
Personality: an adaptive person he will always try to negotiate first and try diplomacy before he lets the enemy into his trap, he always has a back up plan to his back up plan. Shiba wants to live and figure things out but honestly but he will always try to figure out a way to survive and speed up his hopes of being a father. Shiba while seemly cold to others actually has a warm heart and has a soft spot for kids. Shiba is loyal to his group and will remain loyal until asked to perform something....atrocious then he will not perform it and may even quit if the issue is pressed.
Backstory: January 13th Friday evening, today is Angelo birthday. Yeah happy birthday and all that right? well Angelo just turned 18 and you know what he did to celebrate? He found a nice bottle of scotch and cracked it open, oh don't judge. You know what else he did to celebrate? no he didn't have a birthday cake he didn't go to the fair or anything like that, he spent the rest of his day taking pot shots at a few gang members. Surprised? well you shouldn't be. This is the end of the world as we know it and right now all Angelo bothers to do is drink and kill you would think an 18 year old killing others would be a traumatizing experience but in reality he has already accepted it as the norm ever since all the adults were killed off in some weird way. Angelo grieved for his parents when it happened but what else could he do, he played enough video games to know that the end of the world meant he needed to find a way to survive. Thankfully his father was in the army so he had a good stash of weapons and military rations and he played enough video games and went to the shooting range with his dad enough to figure out which end of the gun to point.
Angelo spent his time making his home into a makeshift fort placing all his furniture out towards the windows and doors to keep himself locked in and he figure out how to stretch the rations for a good while before they dried up on him which meant he had to get moving and find some survivors or at least supplies so he could head back home. The odd thing was that when Angelo went into town he saw that other people his age were still alive nobody old enough to have a grey hair mind you but those of us who were still going through puberty or just finished. Angelo fully expected a zombie horde like in the movies but instead their was gang violence. Angelo made sure to keep away from them he wanted nothing to do with them. Angelo looked around but what else could he expect other then to find out the gangs looted everything so he decided to just lone wolf it.
Angelo wandered around with his gun taking shelter in whatever place looked defensible he tried to go to his fathers army base but it seemed to be taken over by a gang so their was no luck their. Whenever Angelo tried to trade with others he seemed like he was making some sort of ambush and was immediately shot on site, thankfully Angelo had enough sense to wear a bulletproof vest and his dads old army helmet. So Angelo carried guns with no food or water. Along the way he sold a few pieces to some loners like him for food and whatever else they could spare to keep himself alive but soon enough he was starting to starve, he still had the guns to trade but no food. eventually he found the pawn shop and he almost pleaded to trade and when they did they asked Angelo if his was part of gang and once Angelo explained how appalled he was by them they gave him a hand and said that he could join them. Angelo took their hand and never looked back which brings us to today, drinking some scotch and shooting some gang bangers that thought they could steal from their shop. happy birthday....
Skills: strategic mindset able to outmaneuver the enemy into his own trap or ambush, eagle eyes, stealth: able to find a way past enemy lines
Weapons of choice:
*Cheytac .408 cal sniper rifle able to blast a hole through a wall at 100 yards (just exaggeration im not sure if this is actually true I just know its a badass sniper rifle) 
*Remington Model 870 pump action combat shotgun meant for close quarters combat