[Well. The fact that she isn't the type to leave people behind is a good mark in Kashuu's books already, honestly - though he obviously wouldn't have held it against her if she left. He's very much about the "shooing people away and doing what needs to be done" life, considering it's the only one he's ever known.
It's similar to the way his blade just sort of knows how to carve out all the right paths; it's all he (and thus, it) have ever known. So even a giantass goopy mud-covered tentacle beast with a gigantic mouth is really an easy(ish) target. Size and care for personal dieting aside, it doesn't have much going for it... He cleaves a cut straight through the meat between two tentacles, racing to the side of the fallen creature and leaving a bloody trail behind him. It's like Hollywood Horror, but with real alien blood!
Which Kashuu gets splattered by, ah. He sure doesn't look happy about that as he comes trouncing back around the opposite side of their dead friend.]
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It's similar to the way his blade just sort of knows how to carve out all the right paths; it's all he (and thus, it) have ever known. So even a giantass goopy mud-covered tentacle beast with a gigantic mouth is really an easy(ish) target. Size and care for personal dieting aside, it doesn't have much going for it... He cleaves a cut straight through the meat between two tentacles, racing to the side of the fallen creature and leaving a bloody trail behind him. It's like Hollywood Horror, but with real alien blood!
Which Kashuu gets splattered by, ah. He sure doesn't look happy about that as he comes trouncing back around the opposite side of their dead friend.]
Gross. Ugh, I hate these things!