There’s no escaping the Foot.
But then, that doesn’t mean one cannot survive within it.
Before the Foot, she was nothing. A runaway orphan, some low-life petty burglar, a nobody. She visited the jail more times than she could count. Life’s always there down the corner to kick her back behind steel bars, and she’s getting tired of that. She wanted to join the Savante, or even the Purple Dragon when she heard Hun was taking over. She knew she could be useful there, and they’d keep her out of prison. But then the Foot had other plan for her. Some high rank Foot spotted her one day while she’s “working” and thought of making an assassin out of her.
Not much of a difference, though. Ninjitsu, to her, was just another fancy of fighting. Katana? Long knife with better reach. Smoke bomb? Better dirt to blind your enemy. Shuriken are harder to throw than darts, though. How the others did it so easily was beyond her. But she wouldn’t complain