( kaiba was severely misjudging whom was in need of protecting here. makina might only be a few hours days old but she was more than capable of holding her own. it was definitely a sight to behold. a girl who looked to be no more than seven or eight, tiny in stature and yet swinging a large metallic cat-like mace with ease. the giggling that left her lips matched her childlike form but there was something altogether wicked about the sound — like it really shouldn't be taken as a form of sweetness whatsoever. ) ...huh? ( the voice was heard and it registered however the little girl frankly didn't care. why would she move? if she moved, she'd lose her aim. )
Duuuuhhhh~ If I move, Mister, I'll miss! Watch this!( artes might not be working, no, but physically striking something sure was. with a grunt, she hurtled the metallic feline, chain rattling through the air. it seemed to extend forever in spite of it being only a certain length. ) Come onnnnn... ( —bullseye. there was a loud CLANG that sounded when the puppet-mace met with the bird, sending it reeling into another one nearby. the jockeys thereon meant nothing to her, in fact, she sort of hoped they'd get trampled! at least then there would be some really super great death involved in this! she threw her arms up and a shrill bit of laughter peeled from her lips~ ) Yay, yay! All the points go to Makina!!
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hoursdays old but she was more than capable of holding her own. it was definitely a sight to behold. a girl who looked to be no more than seven or eight, tiny in stature and yet swinging a large metallic cat-like mace with ease. the giggling that left her lips matched her childlike form but there was something altogether wicked about the sound — like it really shouldn't be taken as a form of sweetness whatsoever. ) ...huh? ( the voice was heard and it registered however the little girl frankly didn't care. why would she move? if she moved, she'd lose her aim. )Duuuuhhhh~ If I move, Mister, I'll miss! Watch this! ( artes might not be working, no, but physically striking something sure was. with a grunt, she hurtled the metallic feline, chain rattling through the air. it seemed to extend forever in spite of it being only a certain length. ) Come onnnnn... ( —bullseye. there was a loud CLANG that sounded when the puppet-mace met with the bird, sending it reeling into another one nearby. the jockeys thereon meant nothing to her, in fact, she sort of hoped they'd get trampled! at least then there would be some really super great death involved in this! she threw her arms up and a shrill bit of laughter peeled from her lips~ ) Yay, yay! All the points go to Makina!!