"Of course."
his im very much in danger senses were tingling
"...Something wrong, commander?"
A tiny tuft of hair shaped like a shark fin was seen poking out of one of the couches.
U-110 "surfaces" from beneath the couch cushions. "Raaaaawr, U-110 is a shaaaaaark."
"Oh. Hah. It's only 110."
"Don't give us anxiety like that."
hey what if i put a siren messing with shade for reasons
She comes into the room Shade was in just to see if he was still alive. "Good-- Oh wha-?!"
"Leave... I cannot fight you here, nor do I want to."
She had her guns already aimed. "Commander!"
She had her guns already aimed. "Commander!"
Fumizuki pokes her head out from under a blanket. "What's all the noise about? I'm trying to sleep."
"I'm sorry Fumizuki... It's a Siren!"
She suddenly grabs the Siren and drags it outside.
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