[No, not really. He's kind of equating it to being some derivation of a formal event or something? Still, he spends the entire time she's getting ready hydrating himself idly, just...sitting around and waiting, but now that she's done he steps out of the trailer, where Izzy and Chroma are waiting.
It seems like a case of "opposites attract" at first. Where Izzy is tall, muscular, and dresses in a fashion-forward way, Chroma is shorter--about Nariko's height--and chubby, with straightened and blunt-cut hair dyed a deep, dark purple with a single silver streak in her bangs. Her taste in fashion? Dark, space-themed lolita.
She stares like a deer in headlights as Krieg steps out of the trailer--"Oh my God," followed by Nariko, "Oh my God." She pulls Izzy aside and whispers, harshly and audibly:
"You didn't tell me your brother was Krieg," she hisses. "And--and he has Nariko with him."
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[No, not really. He's kind of equating it to being some derivation of a formal event or something? Still, he spends the entire time she's getting ready hydrating himself idly, just...sitting around and waiting, but now that she's done he steps out of the trailer, where Izzy and Chroma are waiting.
It seems like a case of "opposites attract" at first. Where Izzy is tall, muscular, and dresses in a fashion-forward way, Chroma is shorter--about Nariko's height--and chubby, with straightened and blunt-cut hair dyed a deep, dark purple with a single silver streak in her bangs. Her taste in fashion? Dark, space-themed lolita.
She stares like a deer in headlights as Krieg steps out of the trailer--"Oh my God," followed by Nariko, "Oh my God." She pulls Izzy aside and whispers, harshly and audibly:
"You didn't tell me your brother was Krieg," she hisses. "And--and he has Nariko with him."
Izzy just gives her a silent, shit-eating grin. Krieg takes a blasé sip from his water bottle and glances at Nariko.]