What...?

[Dawnika Snow]

Although her initial embarrassment from blurting out her feelings related to the incorporated state rather passionately were completely skipped, the young girl's face still lit slightly red. This man looked rather dangerous now that she saw him up close. He seemed deranged, until he started talking. He inquired about her rifle, Oscurita.

“Uh, yeah? You've never seen an Assault Rifle?” She asked as she freed it from its holster. “Automatic carbine designed for efficient medium-ranged fighting.” His oblivious sense of common knowledge made her belief he was from a different universe.

Finally getting a chance to look at him in the eyes, something hit her. Her heart skipped a beat. Why did they look so familiar?

“Do I...Do I know you?” She asked with the gun still in her hands, safety on.