[u][color=00aeef]Koka[/color][/u]

	Koka entered the room, glancing around, her smile fading was curiosity took over her. It returned though, briefly, as she smiled and waved at the blonde girl who had complimented the entire group. Koka was especially amused by Himika's reaction. The black-haired girl's heart fluttered in her chest as she was told it was time to fetch their Crimson Arms for the first time. 

	[color=00aeef]"Oh-ho-man, here we go."[/color] She said. Koka rolled her shoulders, and bounced up and down. She watch as Himika and Hanako went first. Both of the mseemed to be affected by touching their blades. Affected them physically. But they seemed to get over it.

	[color=00aeef]"Guess it's me, next. Wish me luck, ladies." [/color] She looked around at the group with a small but eager smile. The 'ladies' included the men of the group, as well. 

	Flipping open the case labelled 'Minako' her eyes widened, and she audibly gasped.

	[color=00aeef]"It's...it's the most wicked assault rifle I've ever seen in my life."[/color] She said, her voice full of awe. She briefly covered her mouth and coughed, taken aback. Indeed, it was. All red and blue, a striking weapon that would stand out from any other. [color=00aeef]"I...I think I'm gonna cry."[/color] She said, playing it up with humor in her voice, wiping away an invisible tear.

	Gently, she wrapped her hand around the rear handle of the rifle. And immediately, the effects were obvious, Koka the most strongly affected so far. Those looking at her face could see her smile fade and her eyes roll up partially into her head for a brief moment. Koka lost her balance entirely. [color=00aeef][i]"Nnnuh~"[/i][/color] She stumbled back. Her head was swimming.

	 She caught herself on the nearest teammate, whoever it was.

	Once rebalanced, she let herself fall onto her butt, crossing her legs. The smile returned as she shook off the worst of the effects, regaining her composure. Her face blushed a little out of embarassment, but other than that she seemed to take it well. [color=00aeef]"W-wow. Helluva kick."[/color] Her headache and nausa began to fade. Squinting through the migraine she began to stroke the barrel of her gun, admiring it. [color=00aeef]"This is...this is a work of art."[/color] She chuckled in quiet amazement.