She wasn’t alone, she was growing more and more certain of it. The scent that had started out as a faint whisper on the wind became stronger and she was more sure she knew who it was. She stopped then, slowly scanning her surroundings, a pickle on her spine telling her she was being watched. The feeling was familiar, though the last time she felt this way, things had not ended well for her. The person watching her now though surely meant her no harm though. Right? Her eyes narrowed slightly, muscles tensing. She couldn’t image the woman meant her harm, but she couldn’t take the chance of falling into another ambush. It could be a trick, someone trying to finish what they’d started.
"I know you’re there. Show yourself." She wanted to speak warmly to Asuka, to greet her old friend and catch up, but it didn’t make sense that the darkly colored woman would hide from her like this. Unless she was trying to test her? Perhaps challenge her to a spar or a game of some sort. A flicker of a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she turned slowly, trying to locate the blue and violet eyes from the shadows of the brush.
