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[underwhelms]

Who: JJ & the Pussycats (underwhelms, persistor, tricksune, desistor)
What: Quest, A Blessed Entourage
When: Early January
Where: On the road
Warning(s): N/A

wishes quietly for death

Comments

[persistor]

[ +1 there's literally nothing wrong with flair, especially considering the results it got them. She straightens out once she's certain that the bandits won't be bothering them for the new little while, taking a moment to fix her clothes ( old habits will die hard ).

Too bad that the bandits leaving doesn't mean that peace has returned. Her head snaps up at the cry, eyebrows furrowed as she looks around for the source of the sound ( if they've done all that and the old man was still hurt — ). Luckily (?) she finds him just in time to watch him mourn over his upturned drink, grumbling about how that was the last glass from his current bottle.

She goes back to trying to wipe the mud away from her pants. One hand still firmly around the hilt of the Transistor, at least until Boxer decides to make himself physically known again.

Red does, however, steal a glance at Yusuke. Pretty much nods the moment the question falls from his lips. Regardless of who the culprit is, the attack should have affected all of them — hopefully in their favor, but even if it's not...

One more glance towards their "noble", as she straightens up, features Emeraude giving him a clean towel and immediately walking away. Red can strongly relate to the frustrations in her steps, the attempt at minimizing as much contact as possible. No time like the present, as they say. ]