[img float=right]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/387414523163967502/403759771783659529/unknown.png?width=250&height=250[/img]Bride looks to Nodoka. "Please don't tell me she went to dig something out of Alexei's cache." Nodoka shakes her head. "No, she's not as daft as you. that and I think she was going to bring something. Maybe her '57?" she says to her jet-black haired comrade-in-arms, only for the door to open.
The group, sans Noel, focused on her shooting looks to see Honya approach, clutching her AR-57 behind her back, Smiling and looking directly at Nodoka, moving her hips with seductive intent as she approaches her, wearing what appears to be a Kusarian high schooler's sailor fuku top, cropped to reveal her navel, as well as a grey zip-up parka, worn in such a way to promote attention to her curves. As for her lower attire, it consists of army-green shorts that hug her body, only slightly exposing her high-leg underwear. Her perfume smells of lavender and berries, slightly musky, but accentuating her femininity as she engages in what most would call a masculine pastime.
As she approaches, Nodoka looks on in surprise, astonished and lovestruck by what her father would call a 'battle angel' if he were still alive. Bride is much the same, sans any love, rather concern for any gazing eyes, not yet noticing Nodoka's gaze. Honya looks on as she retains her demeanor, giving a assertive and alluring smile. However, the mind behind it all is nervous. "I hope Hanamura-sensei likes this.. I really want to make my move go off without a hitch.." she thinks to herself. Once the girl approaches her close friend, she inhales, and exhales, the hormones causing her digital brain to shift from nervous to slightly concerned, as the breathing settles her. "How do I look, Hanamura-sensei?"
Nodoka, still in shock, slowly begins to speak. "Like a pin-up model... and God above, I love it." she says, her heart beating heavily. Honya's smile grows as she moves to kiss her on the cheek, and moves to prepare herself to fire, lowering the gun down to a passive position, just above her navel, held to her stomach, lengthwise. "Do we have any targets, Birdie-san?" she says, looking to Birdie.
Nodoka keeps looking to her friend's body as she moves, with Bride turning to her as she notices Nodoka's stare. "The hell? I mean, I know Bookworm cuddles with you and what not since it's out of her still being a little childish at times, and that's fine, but that's my goddamn sister you're drooling over, Byun-teh!" she says out of earshot of Honya, not amused with Nodoka's state of mind, or her glares at her sister, who responds after her statement to Birdie with a blush and stare to Nodoka once more before checking her gun. "Oh, are you butthurt that you'll actually have to get up off your lazy backend and one day, just maybe, use that commie boom-stick of yours for a shotgun wedding?" Nodoka says, in retalliation to Bride's defensive behavior, engaging in, as all their argumentative conversations seem to start with as of late - ad hominem. "No actually, I had half a clock to fire a pulse shell up your ass, however now that I think about it, I'll probably use the whole damn mag - But knowing you and the crap you do, that'd actually be a good thing for you, wouldn't it?!" She says to Nodoka, surpsingly out of earshot of Honya as she listens to Birdie's response, but just audible enough to get the attention of one or two of the others, if the fact they were about to literally butt heads wasn't enough.
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