[This is fast. Mahiru has no time to struggle anymore, so Ibuki can get away with the needle drawing a mere pinprick of blood. Mahiru just manages to relax her face from a murderous scowl into a more dissatisfied frown. She didn't want to die like this, turned against her friend; but at least Ibuki tried to make her understand, or something, and... she did her part with the camera. As much as she wanted to keep on living, that's the second best thing.
Her elbows fold under her head and on top of the wheel Mahiru just looks like she did take a nap out here after all.]
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Her elbows fold under her head and on top of the wheel Mahiru just looks like she did take a nap out here after all.]