[Arkou lays flat on her back for several moments, staring up at the ceiling. This was her life now. Just a few days ago, she was killing monsters, saving the world, uncovering conspiracies... and now she was making a fool of herself trying to catch a (demon, for what that was worth) cat. Arkou likes to pretend that her professional pride isn't as swollen as it is, but all the hits it's been taking recently has made that difficult.
But she still has a job to do. Arkou sighs, gets to her feet, and casually picks up Nazuna's chair—with Nazuna still on it—and flips it upside down.
The bakeneko, shocked by this turn of events, is paralyzed for just long enough for Arkou to dive in, scoop up the writhing, yowling demon, and put it in kitty cuffs.] Thank you for your help, ma'am, [she says dryly, not even bothering to look at Nazuna.]
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But she still has a job to do. Arkou sighs, gets to her feet, and casually picks up Nazuna's chair—with Nazuna still on it—and flips it upside down.
The bakeneko, shocked by this turn of events, is paralyzed for just long enough for Arkou to dive in, scoop up the writhing, yowling demon, and put it in kitty cuffs.] Thank you for your help, ma'am, [she says dryly, not even bothering to look at Nazuna.]