~Her blue eyes turn to Deiter momentarily.~ "Hey handsome, talk to ya in a minute." ~She pulls her head to the side as the katana flies past, but instead of tripping does a standing backflip, attempting to kick away the katana OR Larry's face in the process. Unfortunately when her feet re-aquaint with mother earth, Deiter's green eyes look troubled behind her. She turns to see Mistral running away. Her blue eyes look helplessly on. She bites her lower lip and motions for the both of them to stop.~ "I'm sure the last thing she wants right now is to see us wielding our history. If we let her cool down I'm sure all will be fine."
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"A man who won't die for something is not fit to live."
