[Koizumi saw the name on the bulletin board, heard Pekoyama's voice - though the sheer depth of emotion that girl produced astonishes her; she just headed for the train station on a regular basis already unlike many other parkgoers, but there's a big crowd and--
The scent of blood hangs heavier in the air than for Ishtar (or Togami's soaking into the floorboards, that inadequate carpet worthless Komaeda brought). Tears prick at her eyes before Koizumi even asks herself: Why would anybody ever do that, shoot and hit him, when there's not even a bracelet or explosive that explains the mechanic at play?]
This is impossible--!!
[She has to do her part. She places her hands on the camera but the viewfinder is so blurry for some reason; no, she took a shot of someone redhaired instead.]
Cra--crap--
[Her forearm scrubs roughly once against her face before her shutter clicks again, and again, each shot a little closer to actually capturing the carnage.]
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The scent of blood hangs heavier in the air than for Ishtar (or Togami's soaking into the floorboards, that inadequate carpet worthless Komaeda brought). Tears prick at her eyes before Koizumi even asks herself: Why would anybody ever do that, shoot and hit him, when there's not even a bracelet or explosive that explains the mechanic at play?]
This is impossible--!!
[She has to do her part. She places her hands on the camera but the viewfinder is so blurry for some reason; no, she took a shot of someone redhaired instead.]
Cra--crap--
[Her forearm scrubs roughly once against her face before her shutter clicks again, and again, each shot a little closer to actually capturing the carnage.]