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“Yep! That’s me.” Russet cheerily answered with a smile. “Name’s Russet, and nice to meet you officially. Heard your name goin’ around a lot since we’ve got here.”
There was of course the incident that Chroma was not going to mention about getting lost in the dorm wing. Russet knew about that. Now this was just a happy coincidence that the three of them were here at the time. Now it was just a matter of having Russet not stare too obviously at Coco’s bag.
“As for the tournament, yeah equal footing is definitely the way to go.” she continued, arms crossed behind her head. “Though I didn’t brush up on the rules much. I didn’t want to disappoint myself too much, and I know someone would have figured out a way to bend them.”
The girl turned and saw Chroma had her classic deadpan poker face on. Russet gave her that feeling of a look, just to let her know who that comment was directed at. Since Chroma couldn’t see the expression, it was an attempt to exude the feeling of ‘you know what you did’. Eventually the faunus turned her head towards Russet and merely blinked.
“You also fight dirty sometimes.”
“I claim plausible deniability.” Chroma turned over to where Coco was leaning, or at least where she was last standing before she had to put in an effort to locate people again. “Either way, if you’re looking for claws to sharpen, Delaney’s the only one who has ‘em. Unfortunate, but the truth.”
