[It's weird, looking at not only one of your former enemies walking around in your girlfriend's skin, but also the fact that the armor felt weird. It was strange to look at an arm and not see gold or black, but red. Or blue. Or blue-green. Or even silver -
Point is, he's too used to the Garo armor.
Though he's pretty sure that if Takeru was here, he'd be making some sort of smart remark about Ryuuga jacking his style. It's that kind of brevity he misses from his former Vol City comrades. He's eyeing Jinga-in-Rian's-body warily when he hears the sound of his sword being unsheathed - unfortunately he did ask for help with this.]
Hit with anything but the pommel and I swear I'm beating you to a pulp.
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Point is, he's too used to the Garo armor.
Though he's pretty sure that if Takeru was here, he'd be making some sort of smart remark about Ryuuga jacking his style. It's that kind of brevity he misses from his former Vol City comrades. He's eyeing Jinga-in-Rian's-body warily when he hears the sound of his sword being unsheathed - unfortunately he did ask for help with this.]
Hit with anything but the pommel and I swear I'm beating you to a pulp.