Oct 18, 2020
@notbatboy
At the sound of a shout she turns her attention, umbrella daintily turned to the side to behold...
A shabby-looking gentleman with a knife. Several of them, actually, and all focused on her.
For a moment, Amaterasu’s head simply tilts to the side, brows furrowed, in a way that clearly agitates the group.
...Oh. Oh.
“This is... a robbery, is it not?”
The man to the front affirms with a grunt.
Goodness. She’s usually not considered for such things. Looking like this has its inconveniences, doesn’t it? Painted eyes closed with a put-upon sigh. And she has neither divine instrument nor her more weapon-worthy brush techniques... She closes the umbrella, lowers it, and pushes one of her sleeves back.Â