[center][h2][b]Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo[/b]

[color=yellow][b]Hana Kurosawa[/b][/color][/h2][/center]
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In the end, the beast triumphed over reason. Hana watched as the new ghoul finally decided to snap and attack Takumi. It possibly was related because Takumi still smelled delicious, humanlike, and Hana herself would've been tempted to chew his succulent face off at times, had she not know the truth and was a tad feral like this woman who was attacking.

All masks had fell, and the pretenses of goodwill and politeness had tumbled down and crashed. Ghouls, in the end, were pitiful beasts, always prone to lash out answering their hunger. Unable to realize their potentials. Takumi was a gentle soul, one that had been forced to walk the path of ghouls despite being humans. Asoka had momentarily halted her desire to control to give this chance.

Only to fail.

Hana's [i]Wrath[/i] was patent, as she sprung forth into action, the six Kagune knives she had produced earlier being tossed with surgical precision at the target. She had chosen only two weak points, having to eschew targetting the back of the neck due to how her target was moving. Even so, with her back turned at her, she would never notice how swiftly three shards embed deep into the base of each wing, with the intention of trying to damage the Kakuhous producing each of the Kagune's pieces.

But, that was far from Hana's action. No, that was just the opening of the attack, as Hana's Kakugan sprang to life, her Kagune bursting violently. With the speed of an Ukaku, she also sprung forth and lunged, her bee-like wings a sparkly blur closing the distance between her, and the struggling duo.

Bits and bobs of the pyjamas torso scattered everywhere, having the unfortunate consequence of partial nudity, but for Hana, nudity was just a human issue. Ghoul's skin was bulletproof, after all. Twin red eyes bore a hole in the skull of her target, a pronounced scowl full of disgust, and killing intent patent in her.

[color=yellow][i]I had better hold back my most powerful attack a bit, lest I wreck the clinic or Takumi, although I have to resign to collateral damage. Anything less than .3 won't hurt this freak[/i][/color] Her mind raced through calculations as she exhaled strongly...

...Unleashing a good thirty percent of her Kagune RC cells in a [i]single attack[/i] eschewing even limits set by feral ghouls and usual common sense. The subsequent flechette explosion peppered Miyako's body, part of Takumi's and part of the clinic. It never hurt to use a strong double tap to be sure. If her opponent was a normal Ukaku ghoul, she'd be a hamburger by now.

But, alas, this was a kakuja who had sent Itsuki reeling.


[color=yellow]"The nerve of some people! A-chan! Negotiations have fallen through!"[/color] Hana hollered. Others would have stood up and gloat, but not Hana. Her scowl now had an eerie feeling... It was similar to those of the Doves.

[color=yellow][i]Please don't get up. Please stay down you freak[/i][/color]