[ It's certainly not the first time Otome has found herself in a situation where she's surrounded by monsters - demons - all out for her blood. If anything, it's almost kind of nostalgic, in a way she would rather have avoided ever feeling again.
But that was then, and this is now, and while she looks vaguely uneasy at her current predicament (which so happens to involve ending up in an unfamiliar place with no familiar faces and her still in her pink scrubs and her doctor's coat), she's also slipping her hand deep into the pocket of her coat and pulling out a...
... Cellphone.
It's not the most impressive weapon, but she's certainly clasping it close as though she's about to wage war with it. ]
I don't suppose you'd want to negotiate this peacefully?
[ From the answering snarl she receives, the outlook isn't promising. ]
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But that was then, and this is now, and while she looks vaguely uneasy at her current predicament (which so happens to involve ending up in an unfamiliar place with no familiar faces and her still in her pink scrubs and her doctor's coat), she's also slipping her hand deep into the pocket of her coat and pulling out a...
... Cellphone.
It's not the most impressive weapon, but she's certainly clasping it close as though she's about to wage war with it. ]
I don't suppose you'd want to negotiate this peacefully?
[ From the answering snarl she receives, the outlook isn't promising. ]