@lunavitris || starter call [x]
Their hands were trembling; the obsidian sword shaking
in the witch’s hand as they sized up the young woman in front
of them- expression pleading. The Mister could feel the unusual
wavelength of her soul. “I can’t- I don’t like fighting girls…”
Crona murmured quietly, to someone that only they could hear.
“What if she looks at me? It makes me uncomfortable when
girls look at me…”
when luna told the senshi-in-training she had sensed a DARK energy nearby & that they needed to investigate immediately when she was about to take a nap usagi wasn’t happy about it. & now that she’s standing face to face with the alleged youma due to a not so swift entrance, her power of will has reached negative numbers. it wasn’t that they looked scary like the other youma, however, they had an eerie feel to them. once she listens to the sound of their voice, the blonde begins to look around in search of whomever they should be talking to but she was assured that her, the talking black cat that had dragged her all the way here & them were the only people there. however, she puts on a brave front
although her knees might be shaking a little. “ hey, youma ! “ she calls out. “ it’s rude to overlook your opponent & talk to yourself, you know ? “