When the lights went out, Mercy had panicked inside. Her heart thumped against her chest so loudly, she was sure Faust had heard it. The light from the window filtered through the window in faint silver streaks, just light enough to catch his silhouette moving toward the door. Her limbs overall felt shaky, but her legs strong, years of running giving her the strength she needed to stand up from the bed on two steady feet. At least he knew what he was doing, and that confidence spurred her into action as well. She slipped her hands into her dress' pocket and, hesitantly, grabbed her leather gloves. She also stepped back into her boots.
There was no time to fumble in the dark for the weapon she had stashed away in her bag, even if it would greatly help her here. Instead, she started to stretch her legs, then rotated her hips. When a soft pop was heard she sighed. Well, her greatest weapon was her legs, anyhow. She'd have to pick up something to fight with on the way; there was nothing she'd be able to use in this barren room.
"Mercy, I hope you're ready for this.." Faust's voice sounded, and she thought he might be concerned, though she couldn't tell.
Mercy felt like laughing or crying, she didn't know which. This was probably nothing compared to a Gaichuu. Humans could be off'd so easily, but a Gaichuu was damn near impossible without the right tools. She grimly bolstered herself with this same knowledge, however. If she couldn't handle this, she couldn't handle being a letter bee...
Besides, she hadn't been afraid standing up to anyone back home, so she wouldn't start now.
She released a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. As she watched her new partner's back--at least she assumed it was, if he was watching the door--the tension became replaced with the kind of feelings she was familiar with... Anger. Frustration. How dare they, after everything had finally been going great (she conveniently ignored the recent awkward explanation) and after everything she'd gone through to finally get the chance to be a letter bee? If shit like this kept happening, she'd never get to Yuusari!
The door burst open, but the intruder was quickly met with a wooden chair, courtesy of Faust. She felt something like a switch flip inside her, and she growled lowly, "Yeah, I'm ready... I'm going to be a bee, no matter who I have to get through to do so."
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