Magical Sailor Fuku

Dana leans over a bit at the slap and turns to face the girl. "Cause I didn't want to get near the thing and I thought my gun would make short work of it, but apparently that thing had a... thing for me" she says groaning before stepping away from the corpse.

Anastasia grins and ruffles Dana's hair.

"That thing needs time ta spin up! Promise to use ya sword more and I'll hunt with ya anytime!"

She gives Dana another slap on the back and walks back up the reformed stairs.

Dana quickly groans and goes push away Anastasia's hand, but it was too late. Dana stood there with her hair all over the place and then gets slaped on the back again. "Stop that!" >_< she says wobbling a bit catching herself with her sword, before trying to fight her hair back as it was all over her face. "Pstc...pew!" she spit as it got in her mouth. "stupid hair"

Thankfully, Dana's mom comes to the rescue wit a small comb that she uses to brush Dana's hair back out of her face.

"You okay hon? That was really impressive."

Dana blushes as her mother starts to comb her hair in public, but doesn't move. >////////////>;

"Im ok mom..." she says as she stands and shifts in her heels.

"OKay, just checking. You had a weak start, but that was an impressive final blow. Not many newbies can make their blade sharp enough to cleave through a demon so easily!" Dana's mom says with a proud smile.

Dana stays red cheeked and looks away embarrassed. "It was nothing mom... Are we done?" she says not waiting to keep everyone's attention on herself.

"Nothing? Don't be silly, it was amazing!" she says with a giggle, pecking Dana on the cheek.

A few titters can be heard from the others...

Dana blushes and glares at them, gritting her teeth. She pushes away her mom and rests her giant sword on her shoulder and walks away trying to save what male dignity she had left.

As she does, one of the old women from before approaches her.

"That was quite a feat child..."

Dana blinks surprised as the old woman now stops her. "W-Wa?... I know I know, everyone's telling me about that, I get it" she said turning her gaze to the side. What now this old lady was going to embarrass her too?

THe old woman raises an eyebrow.

"You really do not grasp how stunning it is, do you? Has your mother told you nothing?"

Dana rolls her eyes. "Yes, she told me" she replied still blushing a bit, pulling down her skirt with one hand.

The old woman frowns and slaps at Dana's hand.

"Stop fussing with it girl! That armor is the light of your soul made manifest, wear it with pride!"