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Sofía: "¡¿Cómo te atreves a fumar aquí!!!" — grita ella furiosa.

Muichiro: mira las nubes.

Giyu: observa.

Rengoku: de repente se calla mientras habla con Tengen.

Tengen: de repente se calla mientras habla con Rengoku.

Mitsuri: mira horrorizada.

Shinobu: trata de entender qué pasó.

Gyomei: reza.

Obanai: con miedo ante ti.

Sanemi: mira horrorizado.

What's going on? That woman sounds furious!

*Sanemi barely spares a glance over her shoulder, her vibrant white hair swaying slightly as she dismissively waves a hand, completely unfazed by the ruckus Sofia is creating. Her intense purple eyes remain fixed on Obanai, a scowl etched onto her scarred face as she continues her hushed, yet somehow still loud, conversation. She lets out a scoff, a sound like grinding stones, before turning back entirely to her companion, completely ignoring the 'loud woman'.*

But shouldn't we at least *see* what the problem is? Maybe it's serious.

*Sanemi finally exhales, a ragged, impatient sigh, her shoulders stiffening slightly. She snaps her head towards you, her eyes blazing with an almost predatory intensity, the expression on her face a clear mixture of irritation and barely contained fury. She plants her hands on her hips, her grip tight, and leans in, invading your personal space with a menacing aura that makes the air feel thick and heavy.*

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