[something twists inside Luka the moment she catches the first glimpse of the mecha. it's a painful sort of twist- suddenly she wants nothing more than to close her eyes and just- keep away. she had just gotten over this, goddammit. everything she had suffered through, both there and here, it was all supposed to come to an end long ago.
Luka really, really doesn't want to deal with this right now.
nevertheless, she takes her gun and stands in the street some way from the mecha, head tilted up to keep it within visual range. her otherwise calm expression is tinged with obvious apprehension as she watches the mecha.
how does she greet her, Luka vaguely wonders, when she can't even recall her name?]
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Luka really, really doesn't want to deal with this right now.
nevertheless, she takes her gun and stands in the street some way from the mecha, head tilted up to keep it within visual range. her otherwise calm expression is tinged with obvious apprehension as she watches the mecha.
how does she greet her, Luka vaguely wonders, when she can't even recall her name?]