[ somehow, something always happens to itto. large or small, deliberate or fortuitous, there are times when he is the absolutely center of attention. other times, he's happy to sort of... wait in the background and then with the force of a thousand oni, he reaches out and grabs the situation by the horns.
just like this, except he's grabbing onto mortelix's wrist. he's forgoing the scrub. the scrub will not be helpful right now. actually a 0/10 weapon, not even worth 1*. maybe later he'll find some use for it? however, as he clings onto what lifeline he's been offered, it's what also appears that might give the other man some pause: a ghostly yet skeletal hand, clinging to itto's wrist, seemingly trying to wrench his hand off of what could be his saving grace from this horrid situation.
the water is, at this moment, somehow deeper than it appears. an illusion? a trick of the light and shadows? or some kind of magic meant to force itto into believing he's actually in something leagues deep and not just a foot or two? either way, the apparition's attempt to keep itto down and out is not a a lie.
itto pushes his face to the surface of the water, straining against the forces that want to keep him from taking a final breath, as he brings up his other hand to grab onto the side of the bath. ]
Y-yeah! Huge win, big win! [ a cough, while he continues to try to get out. ] Okay so maybe it's not gonna be an easy one, but...!
[ finally, he gets that hand off his wrist through sheer force, allowing him to pull himself up halfway onto the bath's edge. taking deep lungfuls of air, the oni groans. ]
... they really want people to take a bath in here, huh?
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just like this, except he's grabbing onto mortelix's wrist. he's forgoing the scrub. the scrub will not be helpful right now. actually a 0/10 weapon, not even worth 1*. maybe later he'll find some use for it? however, as he clings onto what lifeline he's been offered, it's what also appears that might give the other man some pause: a ghostly yet skeletal hand, clinging to itto's wrist, seemingly trying to wrench his hand off of what could be his saving grace from this horrid situation.
the water is, at this moment, somehow deeper than it appears. an illusion? a trick of the light and shadows? or some kind of magic meant to force itto into believing he's actually in something leagues deep and not just a foot or two? either way, the apparition's attempt to keep itto down and out is not a a lie.
itto pushes his face to the surface of the water, straining against the forces that want to keep him from taking a final breath, as he brings up his other hand to grab onto the side of the bath. ]
Y-yeah! Huge win, big win! [ a cough, while he continues to try to get out. ] Okay so maybe it's not gonna be an easy one, but...!
[ finally, he gets that hand off his wrist through sheer force, allowing him to pull himself up halfway onto the bath's edge. taking deep lungfuls of air, the oni groans. ]
... they really want people to take a bath in here, huh?