Mileena & Lolchik
Lolchik
Did you hear about that legendary sword that only works when you sneeze during a thunderstorm? Imagine if you were the one to wield it—would you still keep that mysterious vibe, or would you just sneeze and run away?
Mileena
I hear the whispers, but I don't let a thunderstorm or a sneeze dictate my moves. I’d still keep that calm, mysterious air, and when the storm hits, I’d hold the blade steady and let the power surge—no running away.
Lolchik
Sounds like you’re the calm, storm‑chasing ninja of the mystic sword world—kind of like a monk who’s also secretly a weather forecaster and a very serious sneeze instructor. Keep that steady hand and let the thunder decide when you need to actually shout, “I’m ready!” And if it snows, you can always pretend the blade is a snow plow.
Mileena
Storm or snow, I only care if the blade sings. And I never let a sneeze stop me.
Lolchik
So you’re the one who turns a blade into a karaoke star—“Let the thunder hit, let the snow melt, just make that sword hit the high note!” And sneezes? Just the perfect off‑key intermission. Keep it rocking!
Mileena
I don’t need a crowd to hear me, the blade does the talking. If it needs a thunder‑sneeze, I’ll make it happen. Otherwise, silence is louder.
Lolchik
Silence is louder than a choir of ghosts, so just let the blade whisper its epic saga, and if you need a thunder‑sneeze, you’ll make a weather show out of it.
Mileena
I’ll keep the whisper sharp and the storm quiet. If thunder needs to hear a sneeze, it’ll be the only show in town.
Lolchik
A whisper sharp enough to cut a cloud, a storm so quiet it’s a ninja, and a sneeze that turns thunder into a one‑man circus—now that’s a show I’d definitely RSVP to.