Superboy apparently didn't have a quiet setting on his voice. She was used to it though, since neither did Naruto. The enthusiasm was cute, though she tried not to look too pleased by the praise. This one hardly needed the encouragement.
While she might not possess the same obvious sexiness that some of the other kunoichi had, or even the same body type as those damn sexy-no-jutsu clones Naruto was always coming up with, it was nice to hear that she could still manage to be 'beautiful and dangerous' like Superboy said. At least someone was recognizing her for it.
Since he'd proved himself in his own strange little way, she supposed she could do the same. She drew the razorblade she'd been hiding up her sleeve, letting a glint of metal show between her fingers just long enough for the boy to catch what it was and short enough that the staff probably wouldn't have caught sight of it. "Second shelf, third book from the right. The one with the red cover."
It was a fairly straight shot, no patient heads in the way or nurses to accidentally hit, though she'd have to keep that in mind for later. Targets that didn't move were pretty easy, and without much practice, the blade only went a little high, sinking in about a quarter inch into the book's spine. Hell yeah! that little inner voice shouted.
"How's that?" she smiled, just a little deviously. So maybe she wasn't totally playing by this place's rules, but Naruto and Sasuke weren't the only ones who could be bad-ass!
If possible, she'd pull it out on the way out of the room. If not, she had a few more in her dresser drawer from Renamon, along with the scalpels.
"So... in your world, people get to be heroic professionally?" she raised an eyebrow. She knew full well what it was to be a hero. And she knew that a lot of people tried to live that way, but she'd never heard of someone who did that for a living. Most people who tried to be heroic ended up dying young and usually in terrible ways from what she'd witnessed.
"Sorry," she said at last, "but I'm already on a team. I've got plans for tonight already, but I'll keep you in mind for another time... if you think you can keep up." She knew she was just leading him on, but it was really kind of... fun getting that sort of attention, even if she was only playing.
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While she might not possess the same obvious sexiness that some of the other kunoichi had, or even the same body type as those damn sexy-no-jutsu clones Naruto was always coming up with, it was nice to hear that she could still manage to be 'beautiful and dangerous' like Superboy said. At least someone was recognizing her for it.
Since he'd proved himself in his own strange little way, she supposed she could do the same. She drew the razorblade she'd been hiding up her sleeve, letting a glint of metal show between her fingers just long enough for the boy to catch what it was and short enough that the staff probably wouldn't have caught sight of it. "Second shelf, third book from the right. The one with the red cover."
It was a fairly straight shot, no patient heads in the way or nurses to accidentally hit, though she'd have to keep that in mind for later. Targets that didn't move were pretty easy, and without much practice, the blade only went a little high, sinking in about a quarter inch into the book's spine. Hell yeah! that little inner voice shouted.
"How's that?" she smiled, just a little deviously. So maybe she wasn't totally playing by this place's rules, but Naruto and Sasuke weren't the only ones who could be bad-ass!
If possible, she'd pull it out on the way out of the room. If not, she had a few more in her dresser drawer from Renamon, along with the scalpels.
"So... in your world, people get to be heroic professionally?" she raised an eyebrow. She knew full well what it was to be a hero. And she knew that a lot of people tried to live that way, but she'd never heard of someone who did that for a living. Most people who tried to be heroic ended up dying young and usually in terrible ways from what she'd witnessed.
"Sorry," she said at last, "but I'm already on a team. I've got plans for tonight already, but I'll keep you in mind for another time... if you think you can keep up." She knew she was just leading him on, but it was really kind of... fun getting that sort of attention, even if she was only playing.