[It had taken her longer to find Rammsteiner again than she would have liked, considering it had become apparent rather quickly that he was the pilot to beat around here. Even Mihai hadn't argued that he deserved his reputation, and Naoto was truthfully a bit angry to learn of this. Why had Rammsteiner not said anything? Maybe he had already written her off as one of those people who was just going to boast then die an unremarkable death. Perhaps he hadn't wanted to waste his time with someone as undistinguished as her and had sent her out on a goose chase.
It hadn't helped her mood in the least that Magato had pounced on her fairly quickly, and that his idea of a family reunion was to recreate their last fight, right down to the knives. To add insult to injury, when they had been caught, Magato had taken the blame for the whole ordeal. Now she was indebted to him, and that thought did little to quell her temper.]
Rammsteiner.
[It was fortuitous that she would find him in the training hall. Her bare feet padded against the mats, her expression grim and tension radiating from her squared shoulders, her fists clenched.]
sparring scene. let me know if i need to edit o/
It hadn't helped her mood in the least that Magato had pounced on her fairly quickly, and that his idea of a family reunion was to recreate their last fight, right down to the knives. To add insult to injury, when they had been caught, Magato had taken the blame for the whole ordeal. Now she was indebted to him, and that thought did little to quell her temper.]
Rammsteiner.
[It was fortuitous that she would find him in the training hall. Her bare feet padded against the mats, her expression grim and tension radiating from her squared shoulders, her fists clenched.]
Fight me.