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[peoplediewhenikillthem]

[ Now that she feels the anger within her starting to fade away to tolerable levels, it's time to address the others. Somehow she feels it's what that boy with the poet's name would want even if these devices were nothing like she's seen before, coming from the nineties and all. If they existed back home, would he get her one? It's something to think about but it isn't something to share. ]

So. [ Shiki, who has spent her life avoiding small talk and idle chatter makes an attempt at it in the best way she can. ]

You guys finished with your tantrums?

[ An attempt was made. ]

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[themightykamina]

Hey, it's not a tantrum if it gets stuff done, right? And now we've got plenty of weapons to deal with the bigass monsters on the edge of town. That ain't bad at all!

[Well, at least one blue-haired idiot is back to his usual manic self.]

[peoplediewhenikillthem]

[ Please don't talk enthusiastically at her. Continuing on in her downcast tone: ] So what're you saying? That it's acceptable to behave as you were now that you were rewarded for it?

[ Not that she considers weapon a reward for poor conduct but how else was she going to word it? Where was a poet who was good with speaking with people when she needs one? ]

[themightykamina]

[Sorry, he's really just got the one default mode: grating loudness.] Reward, what? No! It's a result, you know? Yell long enough and loud enough, find the right guy to punch in the face, and you're one step closer to your goal!

[What goal, he seems to be encouraging her to ask.]