[ it may or may not have mattered if she'd been hit. whatever the rule is for bringing a sword to a gunfight, she wouldn't care. as far as she's concerned, being hit with a bullet might as well be less crippling than having shit cut off by a blade--

the woman's reflexes aren't bad, to avoid zero's asshole unannounced, unsporting first strike. obviously it's less gratifying to slice off fingers rather than a nice decapitation, but... blue blood is definitely new. her eye widens, just for a blink, before her serial killer grin returns. ]

My problem? Look at you! What's this, there's something wrong with you after all, isn't there? [ a knife is pretty cute, up against her sword. but she loves to see her prey cornered. ]

Do you bleed different colors depending on where I hit? [ almost experimentally, the blade comes back this time to stab at irina's gut. ]