[This girl was more than a civilian. She didn't hold herself like a warrior of any sorts, though, and there she went without a single glance back at him into the fray. Of course, Neji followed expertly at her heels. It was somewhat disorienting having to slow his pace to match hers when there was so much going on- blood spraying out of someone's wound here, a threat hissed out over there, the clanging of a dropped weapon elsewhere. Bodies, mostly.
Not so many dead ones. They passed a few, but most bodies were just being thrown around. Running or tripping or simply staring.
It was terrible. Having to be one of the bodies without much of a mind of its own. Having to fight down the urge to turn and look behind him at what might be coming towards his back and neck every two steps. But his focus was supposed to be on Yuri-- and his hand's drawn back as she manages to move out of an NPC's way. Not his to slay, in the end. Eyes around her rather than on her, he shakes his head once. What a dumb question to waste their time on.] I don't need one.
[Move, he means. Don't stop. Because if you stop moving-- and what was so different about her now, anyway? About the way she held herself-- nervous? Now?
anyway. They're in the midst of it. One fist comes ridiculously close to Neji's right shoulder as an NPC launches themselves at him. At them. One fluid movement back and Neji's striking the man's back, center-left. With a cough, the NPC drops.
First kill, then.
Yuri--] Same way we came in. I'll cover you. [Hell, at least now she had a sword.]
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Not so many dead ones. They passed a few, but most bodies were just being thrown around. Running or tripping or simply staring.
It was terrible. Having to be one of the bodies without much of a mind of its own. Having to fight down the urge to turn and look behind him at what might be coming towards his back and neck every two steps. But his focus was supposed to be on Yuri-- and his hand's drawn back as she manages to move out of an NPC's way. Not his to slay, in the end. Eyes around her rather than on her, he shakes his head once. What a dumb question to waste their time on.] I don't need one.
[Move, he means. Don't stop. Because if you stop moving-- and what was so different about her now, anyway? About the way she held herself-- nervous? Now?
anyway. They're in the midst of it. One fist comes ridiculously close to Neji's right shoulder as an NPC launches themselves at him. At them. One fluid movement back and Neji's striking the man's back, center-left. With a cough, the NPC drops.
First kill, then.
Yuri--] Same way we came in. I'll cover you. [Hell, at least now she had a sword.]