Kalinka knocked politely on the door to Rei's room, at least so far as her memory carried her from that one visit some time ago. Within her over-sized pocket was a little, red book, one hand inside to rest upon the cover. Her expression was mostly blank, and if anything, she was thoughtful and reflective.

( Initial response reserved for Utena, but I'm sure others can hear. ;P )

Kalinka's look of concern hadn't changed much from the point she stepped in front of the rampaging girl, even with the prospect of being gunned down. Now, she was simply sad and distant. Finding herself rather useless as people made a fuss and rushed around her, she thought to quickly hide away in her room again, but noticed a distinct sound over ( Read more... )