She nodded absently, selecting a couple pairs of shorts (khaki, white, black, navy), skirts (black and white), a hopefully 'cute-as-hell' belt (white with little silver studs is sort of cute, right?) and, on second thought, a black rain jacket. It felt sort of wrong to dress so casually, but she figured she probably wouldn't need something like a flak vest here-- especially if the city's energy really was based on hugging (which seemed completely ridiculous, but so did teleportation).
'Snowman thing'? Mukuro turned to look at him while she listened, expression growing more and more uncertain the more he talked. Gods turning people into animals, mind-controlling rain, killer snowmen. What kind of town was this? She peered intensely at him, steel eyes searching his face. She wasn't exactly an expert at socializing, but he didn't seem to be joking.
"...Are you serious?" She finally asked, voice flat. It was bad enough she'd been dragged away from Junko to this city, surrounded by strange people, and now there was supernatural threats to handle. Maybe she was wrong about the flak vest thing. "Do you know if there's some kind of... military surplus store? Or something?" She badly wished she had a gun. Who knows what bullets would do against magical snowmen, but something was better than nothing. For the second time today, she wished she hadn't been in Junko's clothes when she was spirited away.
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She nodded absently, selecting a couple pairs of shorts (khaki, white, black, navy), skirts (black and white), a hopefully 'cute-as-hell' belt (white with little silver studs is sort of cute, right?) and, on second thought, a black rain jacket. It felt sort of wrong to dress so casually, but she figured she probably wouldn't need something like a flak vest here-- especially if the city's energy really was based on hugging (which seemed completely ridiculous, but so did teleportation).
'Snowman thing'? Mukuro turned to look at him while she listened, expression growing more and more uncertain the more he talked. Gods turning people into animals, mind-controlling rain, killer snowmen. What kind of town was this? She peered intensely at him, steel eyes searching his face. She wasn't exactly an expert at socializing, but he didn't seem to be joking.
"...Are you serious?" She finally asked, voice flat. It was bad enough she'd been dragged away from Junko to this city, surrounded by strange people, and now there was supernatural threats to handle. Maybe she was wrong about the flak vest thing. "Do you know if there's some kind of... military surplus store? Or something?" She badly wished she had a gun. Who knows what bullets would do against magical snowmen, but something was better than nothing. For the second time today, she wished she hadn't been in Junko's clothes when she was spirited away.