[So no names, then. If that's what she prefers, he's hardly bothered-- though it might make it hard to call out to her if they get separated. Kamui shrugs, impassive, continuing their wordless trek through the dark.
He's about to respond to the woman when the talisman's sudden flashbang rings out. It's deafening, the impact sending him stumbling to brace himself against the tunnel's damp, cold concrete. He can't tell yet if he's been injured, or where his new companion's gone: just that his ears are ringing and the ground's still moving.
For a second his mouth hangs open in shock. And just like that, he's recovered, gun in hand and eyes straining to see through the smoke.]
Miss-- [Kamui swears under his breath, turning his mouth and nose into the furry collar of his jacket to block out some of the smoke. In the haze, there's a flash of reddish-orange: a foxtail...?] There's Tamamo!
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He's about to respond to the woman when the talisman's sudden flashbang rings out. It's deafening, the impact sending him stumbling to brace himself against the tunnel's damp, cold concrete. He can't tell yet if he's been injured, or where his new companion's gone: just that his ears are ringing and the ground's still moving.
For a second his mouth hangs open in shock. And just like that, he's recovered, gun in hand and eyes straining to see through the smoke.]
Miss-- [Kamui swears under his breath, turning his mouth and nose into the furry collar of his jacket to block out some of the smoke. In the haze, there's a flash of reddish-orange: a foxtail...?] There's Tamamo!