Post by flightlessicarus on Sept 8, 2018 23:58:22 GMT -8
The messenger, along with Katie, eventually reaches and spots the sobbing girl. He looks at her, confused and concerned. "...hey. are you alright? do you need any help?" the messenger asks.
Meanwhile, back in the clearing, Kusari takes a moment to sit down and disassociate for a little while. He stares off at nothing in particular, still lost in thought, or perhaps lack of thought. It's hard to tell.
Post by powerkitten on Oct 1, 2018 20:47:32 GMT -8
Katie's reaction speed was unreasonably fast. It was almost like an incredibly optimized computer program... oh, wait, that's literally what it was. Thanks, implants.
In an instant, her sword was drawn. It wasn't her normal weapon of Ares either, it was something a lot... darker. Grimdark, almost, but more just Edgy. It was Vanta Black, glowing with purple energy. Her sword of abject cruelty, alchemized during the darkest period of her life, swung with ludicrous speed. Her Blade of Good's Bane tried to slash right through the shining strings.
Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 1, 2018 23:21:00 GMT -8
"aaaAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" The messenger screams in terror as he is dragged away, grasping desperately at the dirt for somewhere to claw his way away from his holdings. Unfortunately, all he gets are streaks in the dirt where his fingers dragged across the ground, not unlike the marks made by a rake used in a sand garden.
This familiar scream jolts Kusari out of his daze and prompts him to action. He quickly runs towards the strings, scythe at the ready to strike whatever may approach him
Post by flightlessicarus on Oct 2, 2018 19:29:58 GMT -8
The messenger is freaked the fuck out by the pitch black blade of darkness hurtling towards him and does not catch it. Kusari continues his pursuit, going around the edgelord's sword that's now on the ground.