[ Shoko quirks a brow, canting her head to one side as she gives Hella a studying glance. "Us," she says, but it's an "us" that doesn't just feel like "Hella and Ninety-Nine." She huffs, poised to make a comment about how Hamu-chan's gotten soft on their little ragtag bunch of weirdos, but instead a memory of Shoko's links the two of them once more.
"I see you already saw Shoko." (cw: blood & injury) Gojo and Geto had been away for a few days. A super important, super special mission, Shoko figured, given how tight-lipped Yaga-sensei had been about it, only slipping to tell her that it was Tengen-sama's request to send the two of them specifically. And far too dangerous for her to be sent along with them, naturally. Still, though... They sent the first-years to Okinawa as back-up, so why couldn't she go, then?
Well, whatever. She'll whine about it to them properly when they've all returned. Drag them out into the city with her, make them pay for everything, make them promise to go to the sea with her, the next time they have a break.
...Who is she kidding? They won't have a break.
They were set to return today, and to Shoko, it had been a day like any other, full of solitary studying, until suddenly it wasn't. Until suddenly, an intruder appeared on campus, and suddenly a good portion of it was destroyed, old storied buildings torn apart in a vortex that could have only been Gojo's doing, and now...
...and now, these are the thoughts swirling through her mind at present while she heals a defeated Geto in the aftermath of his own battle. For such an opponent to exist who could cut down their two strongest sorcerers... what a monster he must be, she thinks. But it's all Shoko can do, to heal Geto. They'd found another woman - it had been far too late to save her - and Gojo and the Star Plasma Vessel are missing. This is all she can do, pouring her reverse cursed energy into the deep slashes across Geto's chest, sealling the wounds shut, regenerating his blood.
It's not long before Geto comes back to, and he wakes with a start: "Shoko— Satoru is dead." And in the wake of that memory, Shoko's features knit together tightly, loosened only so she can give a resigned: ]
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"I see you already saw Shoko." (cw: blood & injury)
Gojo and Geto had been away for a few days. A super important, super special mission, Shoko figured, given how tight-lipped Yaga-sensei had been about it, only slipping to tell her that it was Tengen-sama's request to send the two of them specifically. And far too dangerous for her to be sent along with them, naturally. Still, though... They sent the first-years to Okinawa as back-up, so why couldn't she go, then?
Well, whatever. She'll whine about it to them properly when they've all returned. Drag them out into the city with her, make them pay for everything, make them promise to go to the sea with her, the next time they have a break.
...Who is she kidding? They won't have a break.
They were set to return today, and to Shoko, it had been a day like any other, full of solitary studying, until suddenly it wasn't. Until suddenly, an intruder appeared on campus, and suddenly a good portion of it was destroyed, old storied buildings torn apart in a vortex that could have only been Gojo's doing, and now...
...and now, these are the thoughts swirling through her mind at present while she heals a defeated Geto in the aftermath of his own battle. For such an opponent to exist who could cut down their two strongest sorcerers... what a monster he must be, she thinks. But it's all Shoko can do, to heal Geto. They'd found another woman - it had been far too late to save her - and Gojo and the Star Plasma Vessel are missing. This is all she can do, pouring her reverse cursed energy into the deep slashes across Geto's chest, sealling the wounds shut, regenerating his blood.
It's not long before Geto comes back to, and he wakes with a start: "Shoko— Satoru is dead."
And in the wake of that memory, Shoko's features knit together tightly, loosened only so she can give a resigned: ]
Geh. How annoying...