[ It would have been an extremely traumatizing solution for Mizuki, however. But since Saito wouldn't have been around to see the effects, the amusement in it is rather rendered moot.
Either way, Mizuki isn't thinking about that, even as he makes his appearance. It appears as though his entire weight or close to it is on this bench, and she has to remind himself that this man just tried to kill her. Twice. It's so annoying... Between this and her lingering guilt, how is she supposed to stay mad at him? ]
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[ She aches to say something witty. Instead, she just makes her approach, slow and steady, never taking her eyes off the Evolver in his hand. Though her pipe is lowered, her posture remains defensive.
Though the closer she gets, the more that hardened look will melt as she takes a really, really good look at him, boring holes into his soul. ]
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Either way, Mizuki isn't thinking about that, even as he makes his appearance. It appears as though his entire weight or close to it is on this bench, and she has to remind himself that this man just tried to kill her. Twice. It's so annoying... Between this and her lingering guilt, how is she supposed to stay mad at him? ]
......
[ She aches to say something witty. Instead, she just makes her approach, slow and steady, never taking her eyes off the Evolver in his hand. Though her pipe is lowered, her posture remains defensive.
Though the closer she gets, the more that hardened look will melt as she takes a really, really good look at him, boring holes into his soul. ]