Kusanagi rounded the corner from the stairwell, the only preparation she'd made for their excursion being to put on a long-sleeved shirt. The bats scratched, and the thermoptic film could only take so much abuse.
She took in the man who used Zelda's comm with one flick of her eyes. He was taller than she was, but that was hardly unusual. "Mr. Sheik." Using the English honorific might have sounded silly if delivered with anything less than Kusanagi's usual detachment.
His head tipped at her greeting. Straight forward as he'd anticipated. He looked her over carefully. She wasn't completely unfortunate when it came to looks, was she? Sheik could dare say she was pretty, but from what he knew of her, that word didn't fit with someone who he didn't exactly consider "human".
"Sheik is fine," he replied.
Uncrossing his arms, he made a series of gestures that really had no meaning at all, "Major Kusanagi, is that correct?" It seemed like a ridiculous inquiry, but it never hurt to be on the cautious side, especially as Sheik didn't trust anyone aboard save for perhaps two people.
"Yes." She looked away from him and to the doors. "Are you certain?"
Kusanagi herself was a tank shaped like an attractive Japanese woman. Carnival, at least as it usually presented itself, was no threat to her, but she had a solid grasp of just how fragile natural humans (or elves) were, from all the times she'd killed them. She didn't think Sheik had any idea what he was getting into. Oh, well. She'd haul him out if he got his spine ripped out by a bear.
"I offered to come, didn't I? It gives me a chance to see what she finds so special about you."
And by that, he meant Zelda's impression of her. The princess liked the Major a lot, and Sheik hadn't been able to understand why just yet. "I'll do my best not to be a burden on you. If she can survive this, then I don't see any reason why I can't."
As though to emphasize his point, he tugged upon the bandaging on his right wrist.
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She took in the man who used Zelda's comm with one flick of her eyes. He was taller than she was, but that was hardly unusual. "Mr. Sheik." Using the English honorific might have sounded silly if delivered with anything less than Kusanagi's usual detachment.
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"Sheik is fine," he replied.
Uncrossing his arms, he made a series of gestures that really had no meaning at all, "Major Kusanagi, is that correct?" It seemed like a ridiculous inquiry, but it never hurt to be on the cautious side, especially as Sheik didn't trust anyone aboard save for perhaps two people.
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Kusanagi herself was a tank shaped like an attractive Japanese woman. Carnival, at least as it usually presented itself, was no threat to her, but she had a solid grasp of just how fragile natural humans (or elves) were, from all the times she'd killed them. She didn't think Sheik had any idea what he was getting into. Oh, well. She'd haul him out if he got his spine ripped out by a bear.
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And by that, he meant Zelda's impression of her. The princess liked the Major a lot, and Sheik hadn't been able to understand why just yet. "I'll do my best not to be a burden on you. If she can survive this, then I don't see any reason why I can't."
As though to emphasize his point, he tugged upon the bandaging on his right wrist.
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