unfortunately, as everyone is fucking dying, higekiri is having a grand old time. even when H screeches and has no hope of escape, he continues to slice. he doesn't even seem mindful of the goo falling on his treasured brother's jacket, or even his own blood coating the collar of it. normally he's much cleaner than this, purposeful, but it would seem as though that doesn't seem to be on his mind at the moment, skewering the body once more neatly before flinging his arm and throwing the body off his blade.
but he continues his laughter and delight, feeling his soul-deep need to be in battle fulfilled as he moves to run forward to follow after wwx and A. he doesn't even seem to bother with much of a warning, aiming to slice off the zombie's right arm once he's close enough, as though she's the same as the demon he cut down this past weekend.
it might be a bit of a close shave with the tip of his blade if wwx isn't mindful of him, huh.]
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unfortunately, as everyone is fucking dying, higekiri is having a grand old time. even when H screeches and has no hope of escape, he continues to slice. he doesn't even seem mindful of the goo falling on his treasured brother's jacket, or even his own blood coating the collar of it. normally he's much cleaner than this, purposeful, but it would seem as though that doesn't seem to be on his mind at the moment, skewering the body once more neatly before flinging his arm and throwing the body off his blade.
but he continues his laughter and delight, feeling his soul-deep need to be in battle fulfilled as he moves to run forward to follow after wwx and A. he doesn't even seem to bother with much of a warning, aiming to slice off the zombie's right arm once he's close enough, as though she's the same as the demon he cut down this past weekend.
it might be a bit of a close shave with the tip of his blade if wwx isn't mindful of him, huh.]