He lowered his gun, his finger lying on the trigger guard, quickly adjusted when it turned out that he didn't need to fire it after all.
His reiatsu hadn't wavered. Not as he'd reached for his gun, not as Marluxia had flared his own. He looked at Bellatrix, sizing her up. Should she be stupid enough to move, she wasn't going to see the meeting.
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Date: 2019-02-12 10:24 pm (UTC)He lowered his gun, his finger lying on the trigger guard, quickly adjusted when it turned out that he didn't need to fire it after all.
His reiatsu hadn't wavered. Not as he'd reached for his gun, not as Marluxia had flared his own. He looked at Bellatrix, sizing her up. Should she be stupid enough to move, she wasn't going to see the meeting.