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Tachikoma (williseeheaven) wrote in utr_logs,

Tach nodded a little to Eliot. "I feel kind of funny.." She'd never been sick before, but she imagined this warm, lightheadedness must be what it was like. She saw Eliot looking sort of fidgety, and she took a step back, leaning against the bar. She glanced around at the fight, all the noise sort of blurring together. "It's okay," she said, in case Eliot was waiting for her permission to get back to the fight. As long as he didn't fight Johnny, she didn't mind.

Then the hour chimed. Tachikoma's face changed, and her skin became more shiny and 'plastic' looking. She pushed off from the bar, pulling one of the guns from her holster. It didn't look so fake anymore. She fired a warning shot up into the air. "Cut it out!" she yelled, in a voice that carried throughout the bar.