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[...After a moment of no response, Clove just yawns.]
See? She's found her home already.
[...After a moment of no response, Clove just yawns.]
See? She's found her home already.
As for Unzan... I do not know. He is rather shy with the details of his past. I like to think that he's trying to improve, though!
As for Unzan... I do not know. He is rather shy with the details of his past. I like to think that he's trying to improve, though!
[Ichirin holds Clove out a bit further for Miyoi.]
[Ichirin holds Clove out a bit further for Miyoi.]
[At the very last second, the extending fingers stop at an indistinguishable distance from Ichirin's startled face.
Frozen, she slowly turned back to face her captor.]
Um... You win?
[At the very last second, the extending fingers stop at an indistinguishable distance from Ichirin's startled face.
Frozen, she slowly turned back to face her captor.]
Um... You win?
Dont tell me you've been cringing during all of my one-liners!
Dont tell me you've been cringing during all of my one-liners!
I was talking about the phrases. I can't help but shout out stuff like that in intense moments!
I was talking about the phrases. I can't help but shout out stuff like that in intense moments!
[She glanced behind her, smirking]
You want it so badly? Here, EAT IT!
[Ichirin pointed her middle and index finger outward, Unzan mirroring her actions. In sync with Ichirin tilting her head off to the side, Unzan's fingers extend rapidly to crash into Wriggle's face!]
[She glanced behind her, smirking]
You want it so badly? Here, EAT IT!
[Ichirin pointed her middle and index finger outward, Unzan mirroring her actions. In sync with Ichirin tilting her head off to the side, Unzan's fingers extend rapidly to crash into Wriggle's face!]
[Her voice was completely drowned out, the front of her body enveloped in the bright beam.
When the attack finally petered out, the aftermath was a smoky girl with burnt clothes in Wriggle's arms, whom coughs out a small cloud of dust.]
You've got to be... kidding me...
[Her voice was completely drowned out, the front of her body enveloped in the bright beam.
When the attack finally petered out, the aftermath was a smoky girl with burnt clothes in Wriggle's arms, whom coughs out a small cloud of dust.]
You've got to be... kidding me...