[There weren't many things that had gotten more than a mild reaction from Vira-Lorr so far. When she'd seen a rook smash the knight beside her, she'd simply reached down mildly to pick up its sword and turn it on the piece herself without so much as batting an eyelash. Sure, it had taken a few swings, but she seemed at least a little battle-hardened. Her emotions seemed to be tinged most of the time by mild humor and an almost casual air.
...Right up until she saw severed kid heads, that is.
She visibly recoiled from the sight of them, one hand going to cover her mouth with the sleeve of the kimono while her eyes first widened in shock and then narrowed to almost slits. Her other hand went to where the knight's sword and gripped at the hilt, only the memory of this being a dream and not reality holding her back from actually pulling it.]
What... What is the meaning of that?!? They're children!
[She had stopped moving. His question wasn't quite answered, though it was probably a little obvious that she was new here. This wasn't the first time she'd seen dead kids, but she never did learn to react quietly to the sight.]
Did you...
[She stilled the force of her words, stopping there for the moment. Memories of Vashtor came to her. Rex had forgiven him, and Logan certainly didn't look proud about that grisly scene.]
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...Right up until she saw severed kid heads, that is.
She visibly recoiled from the sight of them, one hand going to cover her mouth with the sleeve of the kimono while her eyes first widened in shock and then narrowed to almost slits. Her other hand went to where the knight's sword and gripped at the hilt, only the memory of this being a dream and not reality holding her back from actually pulling it.]
What... What is the meaning of that?!? They're children!
[She had stopped moving. His question wasn't quite answered, though it was probably a little obvious that she was new here. This wasn't the first time she'd seen dead kids, but she never did learn to react quietly to the sight.]
Did you...
[She stilled the force of her words, stopping there for the moment. Memories of Vashtor came to her. Rex had forgiven him, and Logan certainly didn't look proud about that grisly scene.]