Akira shook in mock surprise when Miko cussed and whimpered slightly, enjoying her control over him. She herself didn't particularly care what the news station said about her, seeing as there was a war going on. She wasn't going to go and cause trouble for a few people just to get back at them. She had much larger problems to worry about, like the problem of choosing a side in the war. She knew she'd eventually have to do it, but it seemed like too much work to fight in a war.
Akira then was geniuinely surprised that someone had actually managed to get footage of her getting unnecessarily shot in the form of a dragon. Okay, maybe she sort of deserved some sort of punishment for stirring up fear in wartime, but being shot was not it. Maybe being put in jail for a minute would work, but being shot was too much. The guy who shot her was lucky that she didn't decide to kill him right then and there.
"Hey, you don't mind if I go and get changed, do you?" Akira slowly and carefully jumped off of Miko's shoulder, then glided towards the ground. She gave no verbal response seeing as a strange cultist-looking figure appeared in the room.
"Well, I know I should have known this was going to happen, but being here in person just throws it over the top. Miko, why don't you go change into some clothes, I haven't have a cloak for you. And Akira, why don't you turn into something more...how can I say this? Addressing?" And the weird cultist guy just had to blow Akira's cover, it just had to happen. Akira sighed and shifted into her default female form and into clothes, albeit an inch taller. She wasn't stupid enough to shift into a human form without clothes,
"If you're here to call me a saint, sorry to say it, but I'm far from one." Akira said this before anything else could be said, not wanting weird religious fanatics with superpowers annoying her, assuming the man in front of her was one. "By the way, please do knock." This was heavily hypocritical, but Akira didn't really care.
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