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"Girl, please tell me that isn't what I think it is."
"What?" Yolotli's hands paused mid-tape-rip, looking up at her friend with innocent eyes. Shawna's own pale ones narrowed, and she pointed at the box, wiggling her finger.
"Because what I think that is is the new prototype you ordered from the 9th."
"...Yes?" She fought down a small smile at Shawna's unamused expression.
"And if it's that new prototype from the 9th, it's a crowd control device. Strong enough for Shinigami lieutenants. A crowd control device, in gas form, for Shinigami lieutenants. In my living room." Shawna spoke, deadpan, not taking her eyes off Yolotli, even as the other captain began to slowly continue to tear the tape off.
It came of with a rrriiiip. Shawna's eyebrows contracted dangerously.
Yolotli reached into the box and produced a small silver canister, gripped carefully between her fingers.
"Yes. It's the new teargas," Yolotli said, unable to suppress her