[Taking a step forward, Takasugi claims the fan-like implement. His bag is nearly full; he rustles around, removing a few tangled wires to make room for the device. The wires get set aside for the girl to take, if she wants.
Her endeavor is mostly silent - a stark difference to Takasugi's approach. Earlier, whining metal bent and snapped, the hull of the ship rent carelessly. A few sparks flew in the process.
Maybe he'd broken something? Only one of them is really trying to not crush anything-]
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Her endeavor is mostly silent - a stark difference to Takasugi's approach. Earlier, whining metal bent and snapped, the hull of the ship rent carelessly. A few sparks flew in the process.
Maybe he'd broken something? Only one of them is really trying to not crush anything-]