[Oh. Oh. It's like someone hit the mute button on the rest of the world. When Baroona starts similing and laughing like that, the other mercenaries get to talking amongst themselves, looking from her to him with perplexed, shocked looks on their faces, but she's too busy gawking at him with eyes widened to practically the size of dinner plates.
For one, that explained the nagging sense of deja vu she was beginning to get. She would've picked up on it! ...Eventually, but she would've!
For another, how in holy hell was she supposed to recognize you in that helmet, you jackass.
She rubs at her eyes once she regains enough presence of mind to at least move again. No. This couldn't possibly be happening. This couldn't be Baroona's world. She was dreaming. She was asleep and dreaming and when she rubs her eyes again, she'll find herself back in her dorm room, hopefully without Kuroko trying to kiss her or something.
Except she's still here, and Baroona is still in front of her, real and very much alive.
Her look of shock quickly fades into indignance and angry embarrassment (aka the usual), a bright pink spreading across her face. She clenches her fists.] What the hell was I supposed to do?! Because you decided to be funny, I got roped into things expecting a fight, you jerk! I mean, seriously, Baroona?!
[Mikoto's calling him by name gets the crowd talking even more. Everyone's either frowning or blinking wittily, but she manages to ignore it, too busy bitching at Sub-Commander Stupidhead (so mature) over here.
Finally, why must he do these things to her. She gives him her worst look; or makes a valiant attempt, anyway, when one factors in the blushing. The surrounding stares proceed to enter the bamboozled phase.] You know, I oughta---
["Is she his...girlfriend?"
"Yeah, I'm thinking the same thing. I mean, I've never seen the Sub-Commander look so...happy. Have you?"
"But he's never mentioned having a girl!"
"Well, he doesn't talk much as it is..."
"Or maybe...this girl's his...wife! He did say to treat her nice!"
Mikoto whirls her head at the sound of the above conversation. Her eye twitches, and electricity starts to spark around her; first by her head, and then through her body. She grits her teeth as the crowd stares all the harder.
Needless to say, there's a collective gasp the moment a quick lightning bolt strikes the center of the arena.
It doesn't take long for everyone to draw their weapons, which are all swiftly yanked out of everyone's hands (save for Baroona's) by an electric wave and piled up right where the lightning struck.
"Holy shit!"
"What was that?!"
"The Sub-Commander is married to a goddess?!"
Mikoto shoots an angry glare at the crowd, causing everyone to flinch and recoil in horror, before narrowing her eyes at Baroona. She's about to open her mouth to scold him once more, until...
"Hyah!"
...She's suddenly pinned to the ground by none other than Ares.
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[Oh. Oh. It's like someone hit the mute button on the rest of the world. When Baroona starts similing and laughing like that, the other mercenaries get to talking amongst themselves, looking from her to him with perplexed, shocked looks on their faces, but she's too busy gawking at him with eyes widened to practically the size of dinner plates.
For one, that explained the nagging sense of deja vu she was beginning to get. She would've picked up on it! ...Eventually, but she would've!
For another, how in holy hell was she supposed to recognize you in that helmet, you jackass.
She rubs at her eyes once she regains enough presence of mind to at least move again. No. This couldn't possibly be happening. This couldn't be Baroona's world. She was dreaming. She was asleep and dreaming and when she rubs her eyes again, she'll find herself back in her dorm room, hopefully without Kuroko trying to kiss her or something.
Except she's still here, and Baroona is still in front of her, real and very much alive.
Her look of shock quickly fades into indignance and angry embarrassment (aka the usual), a bright pink spreading across her face. She clenches her fists.] What the hell was I supposed to do?! Because you decided to be funny, I got roped into things expecting a fight, you jerk! I mean, seriously, Baroona?!
[Mikoto's calling him by name gets the crowd talking even more. Everyone's either frowning or blinking wittily, but she manages to ignore it, too busy bitching at Sub-Commander Stupidhead (so mature) over here.
Finally, why must he do these things to her. She gives him her worst look; or makes a valiant attempt, anyway, when one factors in the blushing. The surrounding stares proceed to enter the bamboozled phase.] You know, I oughta---
["Is she his...girlfriend?"
"Yeah, I'm thinking the same thing. I mean, I've never seen the Sub-Commander look so...happy. Have you?"
"But he's never mentioned having a girl!"
"Well, he doesn't talk much as it is..."
"Or maybe...this girl's his...wife! He did say to treat her nice!"
Mikoto whirls her head at the sound of the above conversation. Her eye twitches, and electricity starts to spark around her; first by her head, and then through her body. She grits her teeth as the crowd stares all the harder.
Needless to say, there's a collective gasp the moment a quick lightning bolt strikes the center of the arena.
It doesn't take long for everyone to draw their weapons, which are all swiftly yanked out of everyone's hands (save for Baroona's) by an electric wave and piled up right where the lightning struck.
"Holy shit!"
"What was that?!"
"The Sub-Commander is married to a goddess?!"
Mikoto shoots an angry glare at the crowd, causing everyone to flinch and recoil in horror, before narrowing her eyes at Baroona. She's about to open her mouth to scold him once more, until...
"Hyah!"
...She's suddenly pinned to the ground by none other than Ares.
You'd better thank your lucky stars.]