One of them had purple hair and dark eyes. The other had dark brown hair and grey eyes. Both men, both elite. Both generic looking as hell, feature-wise. No scars or anything defining.
[ Makes them hurt is her instinctual reaction; it's that fighting spirit in her that never quite died despite her best attempts to kill it herself. ]
Let you guys know. But I can't promise I won't try and give them what they deserve before you get there. [ At least she knows herself well enough to make that remark. ]
I'll try. Always been more of a feel first, think second person.
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[and if there's one thing hiruma remembers more crisply than anything, it's faces.]
Describe them to me.
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[ 'Dealt with,' implied that she needed to be. ]
One of them had purple hair and dark eyes. The other had dark brown hair and grey eyes. Both men, both elite. Both generic looking as hell, feature-wise. No scars or anything defining.
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Tch... if you see either of them again, y'know what to do, right?
[you tell me.]
In the meantime — be more careful. Don't let your heart get in the way of your gut.
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Let you guys know. But I can't promise I won't try and give them what they deserve before you get there. [ At least she knows herself well enough to make that remark. ]
I'll try. Always been more of a feel first, think second person.