LoopyPanda
Black Jacket
Berserk's stern look remained unchanged up to the point most of the breakers departed, softening up when Cuki began to speak. She pondered the thoughts presented by Cross and Cuki; the Breakers' alignment was anarchy yet they did not want to be perceived as evil like the people Berserk tended to hang out with. Her ribbons bounced in the air as she tilted her head in contemplation.
"I see... my sisters get rowdy with me sometimes since they don't always agree with my thinking, and Brute especially likes to talk with her fists. But our roughousing doesn't go that far; just got caught a little off guard is all..." Gazing off to the side, Berserk's tone darkened. "That old man reminds me of my dad." It wasn't phrased like a compliment.
"Anyway-- what you said earlier had me thinkin'... you'll be on the hot seat for a while with fixing this mess. And you guys seem like magnets for trouble." Berserk smiled at her. "That sounds like fun! I love trouble. As long as I get a good fight, I'm happy. Plus, I don't like being the only girl, and I'm not old enough for the bars, so I have to go elsewhere most of the time. Makes it hard to socialize."
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Bernkastel grinded her teeth together as she continued pulling Gogeta towards her.
"... what the hell... You're just going to accept being called a loser so easily?" Her voice started to give way to sounding angry, no longer able to hide it under a facade now that Spina had left. "One setback is enough to make you give up? You do that, and all you're ever going to feel is defeat no matter who you fight. Doesn't that piss you off?!"
Moving herself to face Gogeta, she finally tilted up her head completely. Bernkastel's cheeks were bright red and her eyes, although furious in its glare, had her eyelids brimmed with angry tears. "The other Blue Devil is me, remember--" She jerked a thumb toward herself as she continued to speak in a hushed whisper. "If you're a loser then so am I, and that's wrong! When people hear that name, they should know their place, not make fun of us so casually."
"But to some people, it doesn't matter how strong my magic is... Because I... don't know how to use these." Her fists shook violently gripping onto the ribbon as Bern squeezed her eyes shut in shame of admitting it even quietly. "How am I supposed to look after you if I'm not prepared for that situation? I don't want to keep being put in this sort of position when everyone is fighting... I'm trying to be a good buddy."
"I see... my sisters get rowdy with me sometimes since they don't always agree with my thinking, and Brute especially likes to talk with her fists. But our roughousing doesn't go that far; just got caught a little off guard is all..." Gazing off to the side, Berserk's tone darkened. "That old man reminds me of my dad." It wasn't phrased like a compliment.
"Anyway-- what you said earlier had me thinkin'... you'll be on the hot seat for a while with fixing this mess. And you guys seem like magnets for trouble." Berserk smiled at her. "That sounds like fun! I love trouble. As long as I get a good fight, I'm happy. Plus, I don't like being the only girl, and I'm not old enough for the bars, so I have to go elsewhere most of the time. Makes it hard to socialize."
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Bernkastel grinded her teeth together as she continued pulling Gogeta towards her.
"... what the hell... You're just going to accept being called a loser so easily?" Her voice started to give way to sounding angry, no longer able to hide it under a facade now that Spina had left. "One setback is enough to make you give up? You do that, and all you're ever going to feel is defeat no matter who you fight. Doesn't that piss you off?!"
Moving herself to face Gogeta, she finally tilted up her head completely. Bernkastel's cheeks were bright red and her eyes, although furious in its glare, had her eyelids brimmed with angry tears. "The other Blue Devil is me, remember--" She jerked a thumb toward herself as she continued to speak in a hushed whisper. "If you're a loser then so am I, and that's wrong! When people hear that name, they should know their place, not make fun of us so casually."
"But to some people, it doesn't matter how strong my magic is... Because I... don't know how to use these." Her fists shook violently gripping onto the ribbon as Bern squeezed her eyes shut in shame of admitting it even quietly. "How am I supposed to look after you if I'm not prepared for that situation? I don't want to keep being put in this sort of position when everyone is fighting... I'm trying to be a good buddy."