[Gently she pushes up her sleeve on her left arm to reveal the false crest. The turquoise portions glow as she gently makes to activate and reveal her family crest. The fake looks like an unnatural expansion of what she inherited from her father.
Tohsaka's brows furrow, and a cold sweat breaks out along her hairline. With grinding teeth she worries at the inside of her cheek to prevent herself from falling into the urge to cast even just a little bit of Zenith born magic on either of them. Only when the iron taste of her own blood slides down her throat does she let the two crests fade. The darker outline of the false crest remains when the bluish glow fades. Much like a tattoo.]
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[Gently she pushes up her sleeve on her left arm to reveal the false crest. The turquoise portions glow as she gently makes to activate and reveal her family crest. The fake looks like an unnatural expansion of what she inherited from her father.
Tohsaka's brows furrow, and a cold sweat breaks out along her hairline. With grinding teeth she worries at the inside of her cheek to prevent herself from falling into the urge to cast even just a little bit of Zenith born magic on either of them. Only when the iron taste of her own blood slides down her throat does she let the two crests fade. The darker outline of the false crest remains when the bluish glow fades. Much like a tattoo.]