(that was a fucking mistake and zero's smile's what tips him off. he's been fighting these obsessors for both halves of his life — both natural and unnatural — and dealing with their hunger for just as long. so hei's up before she finishes speaking, shucking his dagger from the wood of the step and throwing himself back into an arch.
the sword, in turn, skims the fabric of his shirt.
gritting bared teeth, hei kicks his leg into a followthrough, a blurring swing of his foot aimed at the tip of her chin. whether it hits or not doesn't make a difference to him; it'll give him time to flip back. away from her and her sword.)
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the sword, in turn, skims the fabric of his shirt.
gritting bared teeth, hei kicks his leg into a followthrough, a blurring swing of his foot aimed at the tip of her chin. whether it hits or not doesn't make a difference to him; it'll give him time to flip back. away from her and her sword.)
Didn't you hear a damn thing I said?