Kaito's breakneck pace through the woods only hastens at his Shadow's goading. The two of them have reached a sort of rhythm with one another—and not for the better. His Shadow encompasses every invasive, self-deprecating, self-loathing thought he's ever harmed himself with, and it knows. It knows everything about him, every secret, every aspiration, every fear...
It knows him better than he does, and they both know that Kaito can do nothing to stymie its presence. So, despite the fact that many of his usual migraines have faded out with the suppression of his powers, now he has to deal with this motherfucker.
[ A harpy's wailing cackle blasts his eardrums from the right—and Kaito stops.
Clenches his fists.
Turns towards the source of the distraction, eyes burning a ghastly, ephemeral blaze.
...
As the water-logged avian twitches in a heap on the ground, its assailant resumes his sprint. In truth, ever since he split from the crazy scissor girl (that's rude, she has a name) Kaito's focus has been singularly directed at a distant, wavering aura.
It's Hibiki's—and there's no doubt in his mind that the mess of emotions spilling out of her are due to her Shadow's interference. He is particularly attached to the growing font of destructive intent that she seems to be struggling so hard to contain.
Strands of cerulean streak from his body, aura-infused limbs burning from the excessive strain of forcing their performance well past his (not-quite-so-)human limits. By the time he registers that he's in shouting range, it's a bit too late—
—Not to save the fae, but moreso to stop. Skidding out of the treeline, he topples forward and rolls to a very uncomfortable stop between Puck and the blonde. A single blue eye blinks under the heap that is the rest of his upturned body, and he waves. ]
Hi.
Please tell me you're not going to harm him. We can get his fragment of the lantern peacefully.
no subject
Kaito's breakneck pace through the woods only hastens at his Shadow's goading. The two of them have reached a sort of rhythm with one another—and not for the better. His Shadow encompasses every invasive, self-deprecating, self-loathing thought he's ever harmed himself with, and it knows. It knows everything about him, every secret, every aspiration, every fear...
It knows him better than he does, and they both know that Kaito can do nothing to stymie its presence. So, despite the fact that many of his usual migraines have faded out with the suppression of his powers, now he has to deal with this motherfucker.
I̶'̴m̶ ̷n̸o̵t̵ ̶T̴H̷A̸T̶ ̷b̴a̸d̷,̶ ̸a̷m̷ ̷I̶?̵ ̴C̶'̶m̵o̴n̶,̵ ̸y̴o̷u̸'̵l̸l̶ ̵A̶L̷W̶A̶Y̸S̷ ̸h̶a̵v̴e̷ ̷m̶e̴.̵ ̴I̸ ̴w̶o̷n̷'̴t̷ ̶r̷u̸n̵ ̵f̸r̶o̸m̵ ̶y̶o̴u̴,̶ ̶I̷ ̶w̶o̵n̸'̷t̵ ̸l̶i̴e̶ ̶t̴o̸ ̶y̶o̸u̸,̵ ̴a̸n̸d̴ ̷I̶ ̶m̷o̷s̷t̴ ̷c̸e̷r̷t̴a̷i̸n̷l̵y̷ ̵w̶o̵n̴'̴t̴ ̶d̶i̸e̵ ̴w̵h̵i̷l̴e̵ ̴y̸o̷u̷ ̸l̶o̴o̵k̷ ̵o̸n̵ ̶p̷o̷w̴e̴r̴l̴e̷s̸s̶l̶y̷.̵ ̴H̵a̷h̸!̷ ]
Can it. I'm trying to focus—
DEAD!!!
[ A harpy's wailing cackle blasts his eardrums from the right—and Kaito stops.
Clenches his fists.
Turns towards the source of the distraction, eyes burning a ghastly, ephemeral blaze.
...
As the water-logged avian twitches in a heap on the ground, its assailant resumes his sprint. In truth, ever since he split from the crazy scissor girl (that's rude, she has a name) Kaito's focus has been singularly directed at a distant, wavering aura.
It's Hibiki's—and there's no doubt in his mind that the mess of emotions spilling out of her are due to her Shadow's interference. He is particularly attached to the growing font of destructive intent that she seems to be struggling so hard to contain.
Strands of cerulean streak from his body, aura-infused limbs burning from the excessive strain of forcing their performance well past his (not-quite-so-)human limits. By the time he registers that he's in shouting range, it's a bit too late—
—Not to save the fae, but moreso to stop. Skidding out of the treeline, he topples forward and rolls to a very uncomfortable stop between Puck and the blonde. A single blue eye blinks under the heap that is the rest of his upturned body, and he waves. ]
Hi.
Please tell me you're not going to harm him. We can get his fragment of the lantern peacefully.
[ N̷i̷n̷e̴ ̸o̸u̸t̴ ̸o̷f̸ ̴t̶e̷n̶,̴ ̵f̸a̵n̶f̸u̶c̶k̴i̸n̷g̵t̶a̸s̷t̵i̷c̸.̴
T̵r̸y̴ ̷t̷o̴ ̶s̶t̸i̶c̶k̶ ̵t̷h̶e̵ ̷l̵a̷n̶d̸i̷n̵g̷ ̷n̸e̸x̸t̴ ̵t̸i̸m̶e̶,̸ ̶h̴e̵r̸o̸.̶ ]