[Nervous, huh? Between strangled vocal chords calling out alarm and nerves whispering their last breaths in his words, Kamui certainly resonated the concept beautifully.
Takasugi stood still, the lack of immediate attack a very likely indicator that one would never come. His vision was still blurred, ebbing back into focus, so his surveillance of Kamui's situation took longer than it should have - but he didn't begrudge appearing to take his time.
So much so, that he would begin to do just that.
The teen let Kamui's jovial implicit plea for mercy settle in the stale forest air as he crossed their battleground. He bent, lifting Kamui's bag with indifference and slinging it over his shoulder. The bat was next, dragged up from the dirt to it's new owner.
Only after adjusting his new effects would Takasugi approach Kamui, keeping enough distance to be out of arm and leg's reach.] Wouldn't do for it to run completely dry. [A water bottle, dug out during his adjustments, tossed to Kamui.]
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Takasugi stood still, the lack of immediate attack a very likely indicator that one would never come. His vision was still blurred, ebbing back into focus, so his surveillance of Kamui's situation took longer than it should have - but he didn't begrudge appearing to take his time.
So much so, that he would begin to do just that.
The teen let Kamui's jovial implicit plea for mercy settle in the stale forest air as he crossed their battleground. He bent, lifting Kamui's bag with indifference and slinging it over his shoulder. The bat was next, dragged up from the dirt to it's new owner.
Only after adjusting his new effects would Takasugi approach Kamui, keeping enough distance to be out of arm and leg's reach.] Wouldn't do for it to run completely dry. [A water bottle, dug out during his adjustments, tossed to Kamui.]