[ The frown deepens. Even if she's still trying to feel things out with her magic, generally, that's about the last thing you can say to describe Lightning-- especially when it comes to weapons. She also has... roughly zero patience when it comes to dealing with that kind of attitude.
She suddenly snaps the gunblade down to her side with a practiced gesture, shifting it back into its gun/idle mode before spinning it in-hand and slamming it back into its holster with almost implausible ease. ]
You're wrong.
[ And with that she's going to just, uh, turn to walk away. >>; ]
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She suddenly snaps the gunblade down to her side with a practiced gesture, shifting it back into its gun/idle mode before spinning it in-hand and slamming it back into its holster with almost implausible ease. ]
You're wrong.
[ And with that she's going to just, uh, turn to walk away. >>; ]