[Unaccustomed to this sort of trash talking during a fight, all it does is infuriate her, which is...essentially one of her two modes of operation. Her thoughts run parallel to Zero's, which is a fact she will likely never know, and won't acknowledge even if she somehow did. In this, they reach an understanding, one communicated through violence: it's kill or be killed.
Her sword hits metal again, and this time it's enough to at least slow her down, because one of the flying pieces of shrapnel hits her right in the eye.
She jerks back, reflexively, and although her eyes aren't like a human's the injury is enough to knock her visibility out of whack. Not that it matters though, because she's crazy and just swings her sword again —
At which point, with the most awful timing in the universe, one of the terrible balloon birds flits airily between them. It's a seagull or something, but it doesn't matter because its short life is over the moment A2's sword comes down —
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Her sword hits metal again, and this time it's enough to at least slow her down, because one of the flying pieces of shrapnel hits her right in the eye.
She jerks back, reflexively, and although her eyes aren't like a human's the injury is enough to knock her visibility out of whack. Not that it matters though, because she's crazy and just swings her sword again —
At which point, with the most awful timing in the universe, one of the terrible balloon birds flits airily between them. It's a seagull or something, but it doesn't matter because its short life is over the moment A2's sword comes down —
And douses her and Zero in glitter.]
What the fuck —