It was a sight, and had you been like any other obnoxious Weeaboo, you’d fluster at the sight of forbidden blue on bronze action. Though you are much more than that. At least you would tell yourself that, when no one else would.

You are Damara Megido, and just then, your quadrant died beneath the snowing sakura trees.

A monkey’s paw raked through the air, and Meenah, realizing this, looks shell-shocked, before finally getting mad. MAD mad. Not an inch of snark to be found as she realizes that your anger isn’t the one she entailed.

It is not the one she can control any longer.