[ Samurai? Huh. Sam lifts a brow at the designation, because while Klavier isn't wrong, he's swordless at the moment— he wonders what gave it away.
A shrug, though, as he turns to Wolf and curls his lips up into one of those infuriatingly self-controlled smiles. ]
You know I hate telling you to 'go fetch', Wolfy. So I won't.
[ If Wolf could roll his eyes, he'd probably be doing it— instead, he turns away and starts trotting towards their nearest assailant, dispatching the NPC with a whip of a bladed tail. A kick of his hind legs, and two more NPCS go down, which is convenient for Wolf because the second of the two is holding what looks like a katana. Not Murasama, but it'll have to do. ]
Sam. [ A simple alert, and Wolf tosses the weapon to the samurai from between his teeth; it's caught in a cybernetic arm, poised near an armored hip, and quickly unsheathed from battoujutsu position to cut down three more incoming enemies in one swoop.
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A shrug, though, as he turns to Wolf and curls his lips up into one of those infuriatingly self-controlled smiles. ]
You know I hate telling you to 'go fetch', Wolfy. So I won't.
[ If Wolf could roll his eyes, he'd probably be doing it— instead, he turns away and starts trotting towards their nearest assailant, dispatching the NPC with a whip of a bladed tail. A kick of his hind legs, and two more NPCS go down, which is convenient for Wolf because the second of the two is holding what looks like a katana. Not Murasama, but it'll have to do. ]
Sam. [ A simple alert, and Wolf tosses the weapon to the samurai from between his teeth; it's caught in a cybernetic arm, poised near an armored hip, and quickly unsheathed from battoujutsu position to cut down three more incoming enemies in one swoop.
Just another Tuesday. ]
Ah, careful about the blood.