( Slosh. Drag, drag, sink, stumble. He's wading like a duck, fresh grease on her feathers, indifferent to shiver and chills and the riot of leeches yet tooth-stuck on his arms, grazing on his leathers. Never mind personal inconvenience — there's a room to scavenge for hot traces of a departure beacon, and Kanda, teeth at perpetual risk of shedding their enamel, is making progress.
...great, shiny-red hell of a target, big loud lout behind him. The belly of the vault room's just expansive and emptied enough to echo. The man's bird trill doubles...
And stifles, briefly, covered by sounds of paper pushing that break Kanda just long enough from his crusade of reaching the dais to turn around.
This is... this is a bad joke you're kidding him with. Put. Down. The stolen goods. )
Looting, you parasite?
( ...low, even by Kanda's count. The squint of his left eye's slowly but surely accelerating into a spasm, hand hot on his sword in a clear signal that an absent God might have signed off this shift to strike down all infidels, but here's Kanda Yuu, ready to work overtime. )
ii. (don't) hold your breath
( Slosh. Drag, drag, sink, stumble. He's wading like a duck, fresh grease on her feathers, indifferent to shiver and chills and the riot of leeches yet tooth-stuck on his arms, grazing on his leathers. Never mind personal inconvenience — there's a room to scavenge for hot traces of a departure beacon, and Kanda, teeth at perpetual risk of shedding their enamel, is making progress.
...great, shiny-red hell of a target, big loud lout behind him. The belly of the vault room's just expansive and emptied enough to echo. The man's bird trill doubles...
And stifles, briefly, covered by sounds of paper pushing that break Kanda just long enough from his crusade of reaching the dais to turn around.
This is... this is a bad joke you're kidding him with. Put. Down. The stolen goods. )
Looting, you parasite?
( ...low, even by Kanda's count. The squint of his left eye's slowly but surely accelerating into a spasm, hand hot on his sword in a clear signal that an absent God might have signed off this shift to strike down all infidels, but here's Kanda Yuu, ready to work overtime. )