Guanyin’s “innocent girl” smile twitched and contorted into a forced grin with furrowed brows when the man spoke, and it fell apart completely when he pulled out his large hand cannon. The final straw came when he mentioned the word “hero.” Guanyin cocked her head, raised the submachine gun in her right hand until its barrel was lined up with the man, and sported a toothy slasher smile that looked far too comfortable on her face.

“[b]Maybe you [i]did[/i] see him sometime. See, this [i]bad person[/i] is a suspicious man skulking around in alleys, wearing all black with a scary face, and armed with two long blades…[/b]” she gestured with her other arm to his handgun, “[b]…and a big gun. This criminal has a tendency to corner [i]lovely maidens[/i] such as I and pull it out as if he can’t help himself! And what’s a girl to do…[/b]”

Her other mini-Uzi slowly rose until it was aligned with his head…

“[b]...but defend herself?[/b]” she sang.

And then the gun continued rising, higher and higher, until the barrel tapped the side of her head. She licked her lips as her Cheshire smile grew. Her fingers were twitchy on the triggers, ready to squeeze if he made any sudden movements or tried defending himself / attacking her. Her breathing was a lot more stable since she was forced to stop, and while her posture was a little flamboyant, the firearms aimed at both her and her target, her aim and calmness indicated that she was not new to using such weaponry. Or, at the very least, she was well experienced mentally.