[Mukuro's hand withdrew back sharply as she felt her fingertips dip into his chest- looking a little alarmed- but at his reassurance, she tentatively reached her hand back to the portal. Into that light.
Ah- she did feel something there!
Frankly, even she assumed it was a firearm, all things considered- but her expression changed to a confused frown as she found a different sort of grip instead. Wrapped in fabric, no trigger- She braced her stance, stepping back and giving a firm tug!
And out of Hijikata's chest came what would, perhaps, be a far more familiar sight to him than her; a katana, with a deep green tsuka and scabbard. A colour that matched his magic, and the camo-paint she used in ops.]
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Ah- she did feel something there!
Frankly, even she assumed it was a firearm, all things considered- but her expression changed to a confused frown as she found a different sort of grip instead. Wrapped in fabric, no trigger- She braced her stance, stepping back and giving a firm tug!
And out of Hijikata's chest came what would, perhaps, be a far more familiar sight to him than her; a katana, with a deep green tsuka and scabbard. A colour that matched his magic, and the camo-paint she used in ops.]
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