[ slowly, bishamon drew her arm back, just so she can look the weapon over and slowly turn it over in her hand. ]
..No. Nothing, [ she admits. it felt — well. it felt almost natural. a strange sort of natural, sure, but in the sense that, if she were to do it a few more times, she feels it might almost be second-nature by then.
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..No. Nothing, [ she admits. it felt — well. it felt almost natural. a strange sort of natural, sure, but in the sense that, if she were to do it a few more times, she feels it might almost be second-nature by then.
maybe. ]
Hm.