[ on the list of things to do in cerealia-land, attending a party was probably on the bottom of the list, right above "helping sousei from being assaulted by a tree at a party" and yet! here she is, black dress on, moving on from her totally-doesn't-want-to-be-here thoughts to...
well, help him was the plan, but she hadn't brought her sword to the occasion, because as far as she knows that's not what you're supposed to do. wow, look! she forgot that it's this place. ]
Hey. Looks like you couldn't escape the headache, huh?
[ hi, sousei. without even a greeting, milla's reaching down to take off one of her goddamn high heels and break vines with them.
... obviously, that doesn't work so well because high heels aren't swords. she tried, she-- tried.... mumbled to herself is something along the lines of: "these things aren't useful for anything, are they--"
ugh. she can at least hold her hand out when that fails. give her either the glass or the sword, sousei, she doesn't even care at this point. ]
iv.
well, help him was the plan, but she hadn't brought her sword to the occasion, because as far as she knows that's not what you're supposed to do. wow, look! she forgot that it's this place. ]
Hey. Looks like you couldn't escape the headache, huh?
[ hi, sousei. without even a greeting, milla's reaching down to take off one of her goddamn high heels and break vines with them.
... obviously, that doesn't work so well because high heels aren't swords. she tried, she-- tried.... mumbled to herself is something along the lines of: "these things aren't useful for anything, are they--"
ugh. she can at least hold her hand out when that fails. give her either the glass or the sword, sousei, she doesn't even care at this point. ]