[ on this monday morning, ichiban is coming from the direction of the simulation room, looking a little... distracted. surprisingly, his thoughts aren't on blast at the moment, but he does at least emit a sense of shock when he bumps shoulders with baiken, which quickly turns into embarrassment. ]
w0, monday
Oh, uh, s-sorry, sir. Ma'am. Lady.
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Oi. Watch it.
[ her hand is on the hilt of her katana, and she was like .01 seconds away from drawing it. ]
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[ BOWS SO HARD HIS SPINE IS AT A 90 DEGREE ANGLE ]
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[ ok she isn't going to cut this guy he's too pathetic ]
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Gotcha, heard loud and clear! [ beat ] Sweet katana, by the way.
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Flattery isn't gonna work either.
[ but... her emotions do get less prickly with the compliment. damn it. ]
You in a big hurry for a reason?