Kohaku wandered the dining car with a sack. She didn't look to be particularly hurried, or even like she was paying that much attention. Despite this, she was dumping a surprising number of frogs into the bag.
It wasn't that she was particularly fast, it was just that she had a perfect sense of timing, and no matter how they jumped, the fleeing amphibians couldn't avoid her hands.
She actually snatched one out of midair as it jumped off of a kitchen counter.
"Oh no you don't. Into the bag with you."
-2: Vote-Rigging-
Did someone say Arcade Car?
An entire two floor car, filled with as many arcade machines as you can fit. Everything from Pong to DDR to Street Fighter V (or the copyright safe equivalent, if we have any Street Fighter characters around) is in here. They even have one of those old mechanical baseball games, which Kohaku was now focusing her attention on.
Despite her superhuman reaction times, Kohaku was having trouble with it. Which is fine, no one can be good at everything, but she was starting to get angry.
"Come ON you piece of shit the bases are LOADED I can't strike out NOW!"
-3: Repo-Train, team one-
If any of the ships had ever had artificial gravity, this one sure didn't. Or if it did, it had long since stopped working. Kohaku was slowly tumbling through the hold, struggling to find something she could grip. Eventually, she managed to grab one of the cargo crates, but the thing was so old that it broke open just from the pressure of her hand, unleashing the contents within.
At some point, it might have been fresh vegetables. Now, it was basically just a big box of slime, which started drifting through the cargo hold, including all over the helmet of Kohaku's space suit.
Kohaku Yuhara | Original
Kohaku wandered the dining car with a sack. She didn't look to be particularly hurried, or even like she was paying that much attention. Despite this, she was dumping a surprising number of frogs into the bag.
It wasn't that she was particularly fast, it was just that she had a perfect sense of timing, and no matter how they jumped, the fleeing amphibians couldn't avoid her hands.
She actually snatched one out of midair as it jumped off of a kitchen counter.
"Oh no you don't. Into the bag with you."
-2: Vote-Rigging-
Did someone say Arcade Car?
An entire two floor car, filled with as many arcade machines as you can fit. Everything from Pong to DDR to Street Fighter V (or the copyright safe equivalent, if we have any Street Fighter characters around) is in here. They even have one of those old mechanical baseball games, which Kohaku was now focusing her attention on.
Despite her superhuman reaction times, Kohaku was having trouble with it. Which is fine, no one can be good at everything, but she was starting to get angry.
"Come ON you piece of shit the bases are LOADED I can't strike out NOW!"
-3: Repo-Train, team one-
If any of the ships had ever had artificial gravity, this one sure didn't. Or if it did, it had long since stopped working. Kohaku was slowly tumbling through the hold, struggling to find something she could grip. Eventually, she managed to grab one of the cargo crates, but the thing was so old that it broke open just from the pressure of her hand, unleashing the contents within.
At some point, it might have been fresh vegetables. Now, it was basically just a big box of slime, which started drifting through the cargo hold, including all over the helmet of Kohaku's space suit.
"FUCK!"