[ They're being played with. No, she's being played with. If this were targeted at Rise, it'd have a slightly different cast. The absolute cheek of their unseen puppetmaster has Haruka's teeth clenching, her hands fisting at her sides. She's not scared or nervous any more.
She's pissed, and fighting to keep that under control. So her voice is oddly level. And rather cold. ]
Now they've done it.
{{ It hurts, doesn't it? That's what talking yielded. }}
[ The voice reverberates everywhere. It's got shades of Darkrai in it, but also a deep, more primal resonance. It sounds like someone crossed Darkrai with the roaring sounds of the creature that'd attacked the Citadel - heat to Haruka's cold. ] {{ Who's next? Her? }}
[ The wind picks up suddenly, out of nowhere. And it whirls itself right at Rise, attempting to knock her off her feet. ]
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She's pissed, and fighting to keep that under control. So her voice is oddly level. And rather cold. ]
Now they've done it.
{{ It hurts, doesn't it? That's what talking yielded. }}
[ The voice reverberates everywhere. It's got shades of Darkrai in it, but also a deep, more primal resonance. It sounds like someone crossed Darkrai with the roaring sounds of the creature that'd attacked the Citadel - heat to Haruka's cold. ] {{ Who's next? Her? }}
[ The wind picks up suddenly, out of nowhere. And it whirls itself right at Rise, attempting to knock her off her feet. ]