Fastidious and precise, she's a killer queen

[way_of_vengeance]

 1. [On a fine, clear day outside, music can be heard drifting through the air. The sound of a cello can be heard gently drifting through the air. If someone bothers to track it down, they'd find a beautiful, elegant-looking woman practicing on the instrument, while her maid stands nearby.]

Oh, good morning. Can I help you with something?

2. [Kanae's other main way to spend time early on? Shooting. Not at a firing range, either, but outside. She's shooting skeet, and any wildlife that happen to wander into her sight.]

You know Sayo, I don't think I'll ever get entirely used to guns...The noise, the smoke, that odd tingle that runs up your spine as the bullet slams into your target...

[BAM, down goes a bluebird.]

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[empress_without_a_throne]

[Yes... a bright, beautiful, sunny day. Just the kind that Mizuki hates the most... so her expression is a little...]

... Directions back to the base, please. Either that or an umbrella if your maid has one.

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[way_of_vengeance]

...It's just up the road. And no, Sayo didn't bring the parasol today.

[empress_without_a_throne]

Just my luck...

[Looking up at the sky and then around to make sure it was just the three of them-]

Try not to be alarmed by what's about to happen.

[On such a bright day, plenty of shadows are being cast. But one -Mizuki's- seems to warp and bulge freakishly before suddenly a gigantic black hand reached out of it, one large enough to bend up and over her form to shield her from that insufferable light. And finally it's stopped feeling like her skin's being continuously peeled off.]

[way_of_vengeance]

[Kanae and Sayo are pretty much completely unfazed.]

...You get sunburnt that easily, huh?


Young lady, perhaps you should purchase a hat?

[empress_without_a_throne]

[Well thanks goodness for that. Saves her the incentive to explain that detail.]

Not exactly. You know when you experience something that makes you physically ill? It's like that... except it's sunlight that does this to me.

[A weary sigh as she sits down in her self-made shade. She can still feel the sunlight coming down on the DuskBird's arm, but fortunately the machine's made of sterner stuff than the rest of her.]

Even moonlight has an effect on me, but not nearly to the same extent as on a day like this.

[way_of_vengeance]

That's quite the skin condition.

[empress_without_a_throne]

I manage. There's worse problems people have to deal with rather than just a general and strong sense of discomfort.

Plus, when push comes to shove there's always the DuskBird.

[She knocks her fist once against the gigantic limb.]