- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
Blake watched, not firing, as Kensai walked up to him, put her hand on his weapon, and rusted it in front of his eyes. It was almost frightening, but Blake snapped out of it, stepped back alittle, unsheathed a combat knife and unholstered his pistol. "What are you doing Kensai? Why've you become so evil?!"