~A New Journey~
For only the briefest of moments, Coco stood simply bedazzled and bewildered at the scenario around her, the little thing stuck in her cranium called a "brain" hastily trying to process every bit of information around her. Noticing the group converged around a hooded boy, there was mentioning of some sort of competition, and judging by the band of misfits around her, they certainly didn't appear to be students of other academies. Hell, one looked quite knightly, like some heroic legendary knight against the evil tides of Grimm generations upon generations ago. Wincing a bit underneath her aviators, knowing she needed some precious time to evaluate the scenario, Coco tended to her purse, which oddly seemed to lock up, not allowing her to openly switch to the minigun form.
"Damn malfunction..." the fashionista growled audibly, unraveling the strap of the purse off her shoulder and holding the bandoleer with both hands as if it were some fashionable, 21st-century flail. Being interrupted from her totally scientific test some furred-coat teenager by the name of Naoki. Or Naomi? Same difference. Picking up on this place being called Eden, the captain briefly lifted a finger, smirking lightly before throwing the purse over her shoulders. Tightening her grip on the purse's straps, just before she began to swing it downwards, the fashionista slyly remarked,
"Excuse me, you might want to back up a lil'. I'm a bit curious about something..."
To most outsiders, it would seem silly to hit the ground with the purse. At best, you might dent the soil if anything. But, as Coco's suspicions were hastily proved correctly, her purse had retained the weight and force of a minigun fully loaded as well as extra ammunition totaled in. All-in-all, Coco had never managed to fully work out how much her shredder of destruction had exactly weighed, but shattering concrete certainly meant it was heavy to put it kindly. It would seem even in this Eden, that would be the case as well, for the moment Coco's purse impacted the ground, a plethora of leaves exploded outwards, earth-shattering and even cracking, a loud, audibly thud, ironically almost akin a gunshot ringing outwards.
Standing slowly up, knowing she caused a bit of a scene, Coco casually held her hands up nonchalantly in a non-threatening matter.
"Sorry about that, I just had to test something, lads and lassies. Hope you don't mind the storm of leaves." Coco smiled a bit, placing a hand on her hip and tilting her aviators to briefly flash her beautiful hazel eyes in a cocky expression, the uptight tomboy begin to slowly turn away, casually making her way towards the long, dirt path that seemed to endless stretch, wondering what she would find partially as it seemed they had time to kill.
Faintly, ever so faintly, a soft whistle from Coco could be heard as she ventured into the unknown, simply wanting a bit of solace from all the confusion at the moment.