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[mala_suerte]

[ how did this conversation end up on the network? hangover, probably. ]

yoruichisan, sweetest wine i ever had. will have you on mind every time i drink. thanks again.
--m.i.

Hoh~ So you'll feel intoxicated every time you think of me? I can’t think of a better compliment.
--Yoruichi

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[sweetlyangelic]

can i try the wine?

[sweetlyangelic]

[takes a sip of her wine.]

Is that so? It seems we have the same motives. I'm an Angel and I kill Ghosts as well.

[mala_suerte]

Ghosts? We don't kill 'em, really.

So what're you?

[sweetlyangelic]

An Angel. I've told you.

[mala_suerte]

Doesn't really sound like somethin' angels do.

Anything else?

[sweetlyangelic]

[she shrugs.]

My stockings turn into my weapons.

[mala_suerte]

Wow. Like, sock-swords or somethin'?

[sweetlyangelic]

[a small smirk forms on her face as she lifts her leg up to the couch, slowly removing it.]

[mala_suerte]

Oi. Not that kinda place.

[ HE SAYS BUT HE DOESN'T STOP LOOKING. ]

[sweetlyangelic]

You wish to see my swords, right?

[mala_suerte]

So they are swords.

[ ... SIGH. WELL. ]

Go ahead, then.

[sweetlyangelic]

[and as she continues to remove it, it glows a godly-blueish color.]

[mala_suerte]

[ oooh he can actually feel the power coming from that

aaand also dropping a hand to hoozukimaru. just in case. ]

1/2

[sweetlyangelic]

[once it's fully off, that's when it really gets actively shiny.]

[sweetlyangelic]

[she draws her arm back and waves her other hand over it and instantly, the clothing transforms into her sword, Stripe I.]

[mala_suerte]

[ oooooooh ]

You any good with that thing?