[ The gun is unwavering, and Haru quietly stares down the barrel. She's well-aware that she ought to be panicking, or running for her life, or crying out for help.
Yet, standing there, she only feels a pervading sense of calm and a firming sense of resolve. There are corrupt people vying for a wish from a holy vessel. People like that wanted a power they honestly didn't deserve, and Haru curls a hand over her chest.
The man stares at her, one thick eyebrow raised.
"Well, Okumura-san. If you'd prefer to live another day, I would suggest handing over your Command Seals now and gracefully withdrawing from this fight." ]
I refuse.
[ Softly, and she tilts her head. She can tell, just faintly, with no real way to tell just how close he is, but-- ]
Rather, if you would prefer to live another day, I would suggest lowering your gun before Saber gets here.
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Yet, standing there, she only feels a pervading sense of calm and a firming sense of resolve. There are corrupt people vying for a wish from a holy vessel. People like that wanted a power they honestly didn't deserve, and Haru curls a hand over her chest.
The man stares at her, one thick eyebrow raised.
"Well, Okumura-san. If you'd prefer to live another day, I would suggest handing over your Command Seals now and gracefully withdrawing from this fight." ]
I refuse.
[ Softly, and she tilts her head. She can tell, just faintly, with no real way to tell just how close he is, but-- ]
Rather, if you would prefer to live another day, I would suggest lowering your gun before Saber gets here.