Impulsive much, Rei?

Fuck. As soon as her love arrow rocketed away she saw the man's eyes flick towards her, almost looking past the arrow and right at it's bowman. Err, woman. Bowwoman? Bower. Whatever the term was, he seemed to look directly at her, daring her to continue her assault, as trivial and testing as it was.

She lost her nerve. Her hand flicked up and the arrow curved its arc just a few centimeters. It avoided his face by that much. She inhaled a slow steady breath, willing that icky, weird feeling away. He'd done something. She knew he did. She just, ya know, didn't know what exactly.

She steeled her herself than stepped off the ledge of the roof, floating back down to the ground. From there she began to bustle her way towards the two men - if the Jester could be called a man still. From what she'd read, he was a beast - a monster - with no gender or face or name.

She bumped past a few people that seemed to be watching her, but she didn't care. The cowboy, the one that looked like a girl but wasn't. They weren't her concern - the Revolutionaries were!

She finally reached them, squaring herself in front of the two, her hands on either side of her hips, unsure of what exactly she wanted to say next.

"Did I get your attention or do I need to amp it up a bit?"


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