['This is neither Assiah nor Gehenna' her foot. She's opening her mouth to give a sharp retort, but he's pointing up. She almost doesn't follow his motion, partially out of spite, but also because she still just doesn't trust him not to trick her. But it's enough to lift her gaze to the horizon, now dark, and she follows the sky up to see a sea of unfamiliar stars.
Shit. Her hand flies to her hip, but her side is bare. Apparently, civilians didn't like it when you came to a date armed. Left a bad impression or something. But damn, she wanted Fang, even if only for comfort.]
I don't care what they call you. What have you taken me?
[Snarling at someone who may sincerely just want to help isn't polite, but Shura doubts that this is harmless. She doesn't recognize any of these titles, they're all meaningless to her. Just who was calling him this, and why did they matter? Human? Fine. Human with what kind of backing? No one had powers from just out of nowhere. They learned them, somewhere, somehow.]
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Shit. Her hand flies to her hip, but her side is bare. Apparently, civilians didn't like it when you came to a date armed. Left a bad impression or something. But damn, she wanted Fang, even if only for comfort.]
I don't care what they call you. What have you taken me?
[Snarling at someone who may sincerely just want to help isn't polite, but Shura doubts that this is harmless. She doesn't recognize any of these titles, they're all meaningless to her. Just who was calling him this, and why did they matter? Human? Fine. Human with what kind of backing? No one had powers from just out of nowhere. They learned them, somewhere, somehow.]