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@kakurotto quite cold too.
She get herself in a fighting stance with an hawk-like glare on her. In her vision, the Super Saiyan's bio-data spiked in the corner while reticles were locked on him. Focused on finding his weakpoints and keeping him in her line of sight.
" . . . . "
@kakurotto ground.
She flips her twintails behind her back, a stone cold glare eyeing him up.
"Take a good guess, Son Goku."
Letting him take in her appearance as she crosses her arms over her chest, giving him a glare that could make the bravest of men shiver.
📲 [TEXT] Wrong number. But I am saving this for blackmail. https://t.co/vzJcholD2U
"It is inevitable you will fall into your habits. You are so predictable even know."
She takes her own fighting pose.
"Don't bore me, little prince." https://t.co/mFJN6Lopzf
She's been here for a while. Crouching beside her, undetectable. Was she that unnoticable, even to one who couldn't sense ki.
Hm.
"I stood here, and now I am crouching with you." She replies blandly. Not even paying mind to her little toy gun. https://t.co/bz1vhO9Hky
"You were watching me? Does my dance allure you?"
Referring to her "playtime" tormenting mankind and destroying all in her wake.
Sparking green ki flared from her legs and arms, empowering her limbs further.
". . . ."
That face. That body. That energy.
Suddenly her hands are turned to him.
"Son Goku." https://t.co/m6R0Pjhs6m