[ he's a samurai sword through and through, and not inexperienced on the battlefield in the least, but the way that the piece of rubble just practically zips through the time-space continuum even has him surprised.
that does leave one more, and now, it looks like it's his turn.
he mimics the gesture of sliding his finger across his own neck, signaling back 'YES, I'M GONNA KILL IT'. and then, he presses his index finger against his lips, as if to say 'stay put, so that a fourth monster doesn't come after us', but whether punk #2 okuni will actually listen to him or not has yet to be determined...
instead of heading immediately towards it, however, he'll scale the side of the dilapidated building that they're hiding behind — while using the worn down, broken parts as footholds, because while tsukumogami are capable of many things, just floating up the sides of buildings isn't one of them. it's clear that he's reached what remains of the top of the building soon enough, though, and he peers over it cautiously, waiting for the monster to amble over a little closer, and then —
— he jumps off, blade held downwards with both of his hands, and when he lands neatly on its shoulder, his sword sinks into the back of its neck at the same time.
ah.... but the monster is kind of big and kind of tall, so while it's dying......... he might....... be falling with it........ ]
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that does leave one more, and now, it looks like it's his turn.
he mimics the gesture of sliding his finger across his own neck, signaling back 'YES, I'M GONNA KILL IT'. and then, he presses his index finger against his lips, as if to say 'stay put, so that a fourth monster doesn't come after us', but whether
punk #2okuni will actually listen to him or not has yet to be determined...instead of heading immediately towards it, however, he'll scale the side of the dilapidated building that they're hiding behind — while using the worn down, broken parts as footholds, because while tsukumogami are capable of many things, just floating up the sides of buildings isn't one of them. it's clear that he's reached what remains of the top of the building soon enough, though, and he peers over it cautiously, waiting for the monster to amble over a little closer, and then —
— he jumps off, blade held downwards with both of his hands, and when he lands neatly on its shoulder, his sword sinks into the back of its neck at the same time.
ah.... but the monster is kind of big and kind of tall, so while it's dying......... he might....... be falling with it........ ]