[ Mizuki is no stranger to violence, but she really doesn't need to see all that, she decides. Her eyes are clamped shut, her head tilted away from the carnage, though she can feel it spill onto her clothes and skin. Is he actually talking to it? Was this what he was like? In his old life, the one he wanted to leave behind...
She opens her eyes when she feels like it's over, and her stomach churns as she steps back. She can feel bile travel up her throat, but thankfully, she's able to swallow it down again.
If she's ever going to do this again, she'll have to be a much better shot, with much better rounds. And more of them, too. ]
Well, that sucked. [ Just... gonna say it like it is. Her voice shakes slightly as she speaks before she's able to steady it, trying to appear casual. ]
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She opens her eyes when she feels like it's over, and her stomach churns as she steps back. She can feel bile travel up her throat, but thankfully, she's able to swallow it down again.
If she's ever going to do this again, she'll have to be a much better shot, with much better rounds. And more of them, too. ]
Well, that sucked. [ Just... gonna say it like it is. Her voice shakes slightly as she speaks before she's able to steady it, trying to appear casual. ]