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realityshifted2008-08-30 09:02 pm
demonsblood.livejournal.com) wrote in realityshifted2008-08-30 09:02 pm
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» eleven.
[It's been a while! Mion and Rena have been quite busy since the Astral Plane's fixture. They're off to the side, away from the heavy flow of traffic, but if one would look a bit closer, they would see that there are red splatters on their cheeks, and stains on their school uniforms. And let's not forget the weapons in hand!]
[Rena looks over at Mion, eyes cat-like.] Why did that have to happen, Mii-chan?
[Mion glances around the Plane and then down at the three long nails in her palm before closing her fist tightly.] We aren't the crazy ones. R-rena, they were, they— [The older girl scrapes at her neck with a fingernail and coughs.]
[Rena scratches her own neck absent-mindedly.] I wish they'd believed us, I do... [She glances down at her cleaver.] But at least we helped in the end.
[ooc; expect violence. :|b]
[Rena looks over at Mion, eyes cat-like.] Why did that have to happen, Mii-chan?
[Mion glances around the Plane and then down at the three long nails in her palm before closing her fist tightly.] We aren't the crazy ones. R-rena, they were, they— [The older girl scrapes at her neck with a fingernail and coughs.]
[Rena scratches her own neck absent-mindedly.] I wish they'd believed us, I do... [She glances down at her cleaver.] But at least we helped in the end.
[ooc; expect violence. :|b]