[For a moment, Maggie's mind stops to fully process was just occurred. The pain, the impact, what Minako just did. It takes some time for her to fully wrap herself around it, and when she doesn't do anything for a few seconds. She eventually brings up her left hand, letting her fingers gently run over her swollen cheek, and she stills seems to be in a state of shock. Her arm jolts back down in a sudden, unnatural movement, and she does one of the only things she knows how to.
[She laughs.
[There's no joy behind. It is a hollow, empty, utterly haunting laugh, to such an extent where it no longer sounds like a laugh at all, until she's on her knees before Minako. She looks back up at her, a horribly mockery of the concept of a smile now on her face, eyes filled with desperation. She then only offers her one request.]
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[She laughs.
[There's no joy behind. It is a hollow, empty, utterly haunting laugh, to such an extent where it no longer sounds like a laugh at all, until she's on her knees before Minako. She looks back up at her, a horribly mockery of the concept of a smile now on her face, eyes filled with desperation. She then only offers her one request.]
"Do it again."