[color=c41c10][h1][b][center]Reimu Hakurei ~ CODE:SHAMAN[/center][/b][/h1][/color]

[color=c41c10]"Whole lot of words for something I made about zero sense of..."[/color]

Reimu shakes her head. She's listening, alright -- not that she needed the cue to do so -- but that hardly meant anything to her. Definitely not any of the Lunar Capital's work, at least... But again, if they're stuck, they're stuck. Trying to struggle against that would be wasted effort, and even now she's absolutely [i]not[/i] about that. So, she'll take in what she can get. These days, taking things at least a little seriously comes easier. [color=c41c10]"Circus is a word for it, alright. Can't say I'm expecting a good show, though."[/color] This whole thing feels like being dragged into a many-sided conflict that's far from her business.

[color=c41c10]"As she says, anyway... on all fronts."[/color] Reimu takes her handgun from her side and idly twirls it around a finger. Far less flashy both a motion and weapon it might be in comparison to the Hakkero Cannon, the gesture shows both the same confidence and experience in equal measure. [color=c41c10]"She might be short, but don't let it fool you. On a good day... hm, she can [i]almost[/i] beat me, I think that's a good compromise."[/color] She gives an easy smile. [color=c41c10]"Take that as a cue not to underestimate me either. Consider yourself blessed with a front row seat to a [i]real[/i] show. How's that for a good deal?"[/color]

Her own brand of conversation is far and away more of a snark, but she takes to it with the same familiar ease her companion does; uncaring of the caution a situation like this might normally be due. She has every reason to be confident, after all.

[center][@phi] [@Lazaro1505] [idk anyone else who wants to get involved][/center]