>"It was a cold windless morning. Slowly, from out of the fog, came GIANT PLANT MONSTERS of RAGE. The streets were full of panic and hysteria. Many did not survive."
>Waiwaiwaiwait. Was that really how it was? Aya's the one who exaggerates stuff, not us.
>Aya is indeed the one who exaggerates. Often. TOO often, really. But, while you devote yourself and your news to the truth, you're not above a joke or two along the way.
>Your... slight exaggeration is rewarded by the sight of the two taller kappa's frightened faces. Somewhat disappointingly, Daliah seems unfazed, placing her hands on her hips. "Colorful." she grunts.
>"All exaggerating aside, it was messy in both a literal and figurative way. I'll leave it at that."
>"Um, do you mean those big flying plants with the spinning metal blades?" Yogan asks you. "The ones that appeared all over Gensokyo a few weeks ago?"
>"That's right." Momiji confirms for her. "We called it the Night of Rage. And I'm afraid the effects were rather dramatic indeed among my people." She grins wryly. "Perhaps not
quite as dramatic as my friend here might suggest, but it's still been a taxing time for us."
>"I can believe that." the grey-haired Daliah says. "Had a run in with a couple of those things ourselves, we did. The kid and me took care of em, though, didn't we, kid?"
>"You two did?" Momiji blinks.
>Daliah gives the wolf a very confidant smirk while Yogan, her earlier bashfulness reasserting itself, looks away slightly. "I may not be great at danmaku," Daliah says, "but that hardly means I don't have a trick or three up these fine sleeves of mine."