Don't I? You share the same traits of many of those I know.
[He cautiously lifted his head from where it had been smashed to his desk, only to have it smashed back where it had been. He made a soft grunt as his cheek met with the flat hard surface for a second time, and his knife remained posed to strike a vital vein or artery. His fingers flexed around the hilt of the knife, unwilling to release it knowing that this situation could very well end with his death.
Jinx would handle things if that would be the case.
His blue eyes stared balefully at Akechi, and that eye narrowed at the change in the air and the scene above him. A tendril of fear slithered through him at the strange figure, having never seen something like that before in his life. What was it exactly? He had no idea, but it seemed like some kind of magic. History had taught him the potential devastation of magic but also that it could free them all too. This entity was dangerous to be certain.
Yet, he knew better than to quake. He didn't master his fear, but he didn't let it control him. He had lived a life of being continually threatened with maiming or death. This was all nothing that unusual even if the ability to summon... whatever that was happened to be different.]
Is that so? Will it be in that order? [He hissed with a sort of amusement.] Because carving out my skull from the flesh surrounding it and driving me to madness perhaps should be in reverse order.
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Date: 2024-03-14 03:24 am (UTC)[He cautiously lifted his head from where it had been smashed to his desk, only to have it smashed back where it had been. He made a soft grunt as his cheek met with the flat hard surface for a second time, and his knife remained posed to strike a vital vein or artery. His fingers flexed around the hilt of the knife, unwilling to release it knowing that this situation could very well end with his death.
Jinx would handle things if that would be the case.
His blue eyes stared balefully at Akechi, and that eye narrowed at the change in the air and the scene above him. A tendril of fear slithered through him at the strange figure, having never seen something like that before in his life. What was it exactly? He had no idea, but it seemed like some kind of magic. History had taught him the potential devastation of magic but also that it could free them all too. This entity was dangerous to be certain.
Yet, he knew better than to quake. He didn't master his fear, but he didn't let it control him. He had lived a life of being continually threatened with maiming or death. This was all nothing that unusual even if the ability to summon... whatever that was happened to be different.]
Is that so? Will it be in that order? [He hissed with a sort of amusement.] Because carving out my skull from the flesh surrounding it and driving me to madness perhaps should be in reverse order.