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Amnity smirked. She though he'd never ask. "Predictable." She made her voice sound a bit taunting, probably to annoy him. "At times I know just what your planning before you even do it...But sometimes you do the most spontaneous and random things. It drives me Crazy!"

"Ah, but I also predicted that you would be a bit boastful about it." Amnity tapped her head and smirked. "Ah, so she's smart after all." She stood up and walked over the the couch he was sitting on. "Now get up, I need to bring out the bed."

Amnity tried to get the bed out of the couch, she's seen other humans do it before. "Well, if you had left the battlefield as a war zone then I think they would have considered you a menace....How do I get this f***ing thing to work?..." She wasn't looking at him as she spoke, she was still trying to figure out how the bed couch worked. "But seeing as you cleaned up after yourself, I think they would praise you more then resent you." Frustrated with the couch, she kicked it with enough force to tear the strong, thick fabric around it. But when she kicked it a loud click resounded around the room, and the bed came out from the bottom of the couch. "Ah, there we go!"

"Yeah Zahzi, I have the ability to explodinate things with one kick." Amnity said sarcastically. Yes explodinate isn't a real word, but Amnity didn't know that. All of her life, she had used that word in numerous occasions. Many people tried to convince her that it wasn't in the english dictionary, but she wouldn't believe them.

"Of course I did, I can't move it." Amnity said casually, taking off her black jacket and hanging it on the coat hanger behind the door. "Well, it's not like I couldn't move it. I just felt like I never needed to. It's precious." She scratched the back of her neck, the tag on her black tank top bothering her a bit. "If you don't want it, you can give it to me. I'm always in need of ammo."

Amnity smiled brightly and grabbed the entire backpack. "Thanks!" Usually, a backpack filled with a variation of ammunition weighed too much for one person to carry, but it didn't seem to be too much trouble for the soldier. She opened it up and peered inside, her smile brightening significantly. "Amazing! Lead hollow point bullets...Semi-jacketed exposed steel core bullets, made of kevlar and titanium or composite armor plates....Yes... Those bullets have aluminum jackets a with hardened steel core." She seemed to be lost in her own little world. Lets just say that she loved these kinds of things. "Cartridge, 5.56-mm...Wow...Center-fire cartridge with a 55-grain, gilded metal-jacketed, lead alloy core bullet...Even better." She took out the bullet and began examining it, the smile not disappearing from her face. Finally, she looked up at Zahzi, then looked back at the bullets in the bag. "Where did you get all of these?! This is amazing!"

Amnity smiled, closing the backpack and opening the door to her artillery storage room. She set it aside in a corner for safe keeping, then left and locked the door behind her. Scratching her head, she checked her treasured black revolver. "They tried to kill you? Why?" She asked as she sat down on the floor, leaning her back against the wall.

Amnity shrugged at his sarcasm, just realizing what he may have not for a while now. "Oh, okay." She pulled back the hammer on her revolver and checked the barrel to make sure it was clean and perfect. "I may have just remembered something. I think I tried to kill you once...When I was a militant soldier. I remember someone that looked like you." She paused for a second, trying to recall the day. She shrugged again and continued cleaning the revolver. "I don't recall the day that well...I don't think you'll remember me though. It was a while ago."