( Usually, Kokomi is perfectly capable of protecting herself. But with her vision only a decoration in the moment, with nothing there to call on, she's caught off guard by an attack— a gullguard pulling at her hair. Before she even has the time to react, she's being swarmed by a few others, and just as quickly as that, someone comes to save her.
The heat of combat is always so incredible, isn't it? Still, as she runs her fingers through her hair to save it from the tangles, she watches as this mysterious woman deals with the threat. Kokomi steps to cross the sand, grateful to see that she releases the birdman before she has to say anything about it. Alive.
She didn't take it too far, then, but it appeared to be close. )
I'm fine, now; you have my thanks. ( Politely, she folds her hands in front of her and offers a little bow in her thanks. Despite the kerfuffle, her overall demeanor is still calm, focused, analyzing— and she points that at Rahu as she stands back straight. )
You have excellent form. Speed, precision... I'm inclined to think it must be a profession of yours.
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The heat of combat is always so incredible, isn't it? Still, as she runs her fingers through her hair to save it from the tangles, she watches as this mysterious woman deals with the threat. Kokomi steps to cross the sand, grateful to see that she releases the birdman before she has to say anything about it. Alive.
She didn't take it too far, then, but it appeared to be close. )
I'm fine, now; you have my thanks. ( Politely, she folds her hands in front of her and offers a little bow in her thanks. Despite the kerfuffle, her overall demeanor is still calm, focused, analyzing— and she points that at Rahu as she stands back straight. )
You have excellent form. Speed, precision... I'm inclined to think it must be a profession of yours.