[Oddly, the blood not looking right feels natural. Weird shit? Fine. He cuts across the fighting like a scythe through wheat. A board is only so good. But he is a natural fighter.
Maybe. He has no idea. Fighting is just his job. He slaps beasts, kicks out and reaches her side.] Come on. We’re getting back to the hotel.
[The beasts snarl and seem to be following the scent of blood. Some part of him doesn’t understand why he is so willing to help.
no subject
Maybe. He has no idea. Fighting is just his job. He slaps beasts, kicks out and reaches her side.] Come on. We’re getting back to the hotel.
[The beasts snarl and seem to be following the scent of blood. Some part of him doesn’t understand why he is so willing to help.
Vash would. Damn him. Whoever he is.]