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Well, it has been a long time, hasn't it? Too long, perhaps. Certainly too long for the little assassin who is currently sitting quietly at a table towards the edge of the room, swinging her feet and idly plaiting and un-plaiting a strand of hair.
Miho? Is bored. Being stuck in the Bar is not her idea of a good time, and it's been far too long. But there's nothing for her in her own world, and there's nothing for her here. She's, perhaps, a little saner than she was when her friends 'rescued' her from her own world, but also, perhaps, in some other ways a little less sane.
Who knows what goes on in the head of the little mute? To judge by the emptiness of her eyes, it's not much at all. She needs something to do - or a lot of people will be very sorry, because when Miho decides to create her own entertainment, she is usually the only one who is entertained. Other people tend to be, for the most part, too dead to care.
Miho? Is bored. Being stuck in the Bar is not her idea of a good time, and it's been far too long. But there's nothing for her in her own world, and there's nothing for her here. She's, perhaps, a little saner than she was when her friends 'rescued' her from her own world, but also, perhaps, in some other ways a little less sane.
Who knows what goes on in the head of the little mute? To judge by the emptiness of her eyes, it's not much at all. She needs something to do - or a lot of people will be very sorry, because when Miho decides to create her own entertainment, she is usually the only one who is entertained. Other people tend to be, for the most part, too dead to care.