Now this was another familiar face. This time, she’s minding her own business, and she really didn’t notice it until she does. Three men shadowing the second-born Ushiromiya, and while it would be easier to just leave them be ( or do something about them, in secret ), well —
— where’s the fun in that.
She slings her arm over Eva’s shoulder, laughing. Like they were awkward friends who haven’t seen each other in years. “So, funny story,” Gaap’s older, but she doesn’t look as old. She’s just tall enough to reach Eva’s height, but five inch heels ( designed to pierce and kill ) will do that to anyone. “I’ve always wondered why you like wearing that get-up of yours. With the pants and all. I mean, you look like a mom.” Oh, wait. She was a mom. To that boy she ( her piece self ) beat up in the fourth game. Weird. But regardless, she continues, in a whisper this time, “Don’t look back. Someone’s been following you for the last two blocks.”
“I mean, I think you can beat them up, what with George’s skill but,” Or she could beat them up and then send them to the far ends of the sector, but, “this is a lot more exciting, isn’t it?”