[Somewhere, in the very back of Nyuu's mind is the thought of seeing herself learning how to use the sword. There's a twinge of excitement, but at the same time... that meant she would have to hurt people. Regardless of whether that person deserved it or not, the mere sight of blood was enough to form a cold pit in Nyuu's stomach.
Sometimes, she could still smell the sickening, metallic scent of the blood that had splashed all over her during Lucy's massacre of the Deemers at Perdition's Rest. Feel how it sticky it made her skin as it dried and turned rusty red.
There's no outward sign that Nyuu is losing herself in her flashback except for the way her eyes widen and blink just as Widowmaker finishes speaking, coming out of her trance. She'd heard Widowmaker's voice, but it had grown soft and distant during her reverie.]
I think so too. I thought of Urahara-san first, but then Benihime might get jealous and I'd rather not make her angry.
[Even though it's only text, Nyuu is clearly rambling as she tries to recover. As if she hadn't remembered something bad.]
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Sometimes, she could still smell the sickening, metallic scent of the blood that had splashed all over her during Lucy's massacre of the Deemers at Perdition's Rest. Feel how it sticky it made her skin as it dried and turned rusty red.
There's no outward sign that Nyuu is losing herself in her flashback except for the way her eyes widen and blink just as Widowmaker finishes speaking, coming out of her trance. She'd heard Widowmaker's voice, but it had grown soft and distant during her reverie.]
I think so too. I thought of Urahara-san first, but then Benihime might get jealous and I'd rather not make her angry.
[Even though it's only text, Nyuu is clearly rambling as she tries to recover. As if she hadn't remembered something bad.]