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Post by Shiba Kaigen on Feb 5, 2014 22:08:50 GMT
[OOC: Water 5 plus Kensei Distinction]
Kaigen dropped his saya and simply slammed his palm into the incoming mask while taking a half-step back. Whatever he was breathing was having an effect... but he was still strong enough to stop the headbut cold.
And then, shifting his feet again, he popped the pommel of his katana at the masked man's throat as hard as he could.
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Ashes
Feb 6, 2014 0:03:45 GMT
Post by Kakita Kanehitsu on Feb 6, 2014 0:03:45 GMT
The man's head snapped back from the force of the palm strike and he reeled backwards, hitting the door as he did so. Righting himself properly, he glared at the Shiba and there was a noticeable large crack in his mask. The man felt up to his face where the crack was and his eyes widened significantly. It was difficult to tell if he'd gone insane with rage or if he was suddenly afraid. He had little time to confirm any suspicions though as the heavy metal pommel slammed into his adam's apple. He choked out a few breaths and had to suck in hard to get any air into his lungs.
And that's when he started to falter.
He stood up again, much more weakly than before, his sword hand already shaking. Apparently he had now also gotten a whiff of the poisonous odors and was feeling their effects. He put his sword in front of him to ward off any attacks and staggered to the wall. Looking not at but certainly towards Kaigen he spoke.
"You are a good soldier Shiba-san. It is a pity that you are not as skilled at being a proper yojimbo."
The man reached into his sleeve with his off hand and produced a fragile looking object. As hard as he could, which was not as hard as it would have been a minute ago, he threw down the smoke bomb and a yellowy, sulfurous haze filled the room. Everyone would soon begin coughing with this most pernicious mixture of chemicals, including the masked man himself. It was apparent that the door was being slid open but when the mist began to clear from the room, there were only two figures in the space, and at least one of them would likely be suffering dire consequences.
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Feb 6, 2014 5:01:01 GMT
Post by Shiba Kaigen on Feb 6, 2014 5:01:01 GMT
Kaigen, coughing and cursing, fumbled for the collar of Sakura's kimono. Once he had a grip of some kind, he started dragging her toward to the door.
Lungs burning.
Enemy escaped.
Identity unknown.
Keep it together.
Just a few more feet.
Wait... my wakizashi...
He slumped to his knees outside of the room, setting the ronin down on the pavement, then shook his head to clear it... and went back in.
I might be a failure in many things, but I am still a samurai.
And that meant keeping his daisho together.
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