Post by ☾ Aevus | Umbra ☽ on Jan 16, 2015 23:28:32 GMT -5
All was still, Aevus's senses were not up to par nor was his instinct close enough to react to what came next. He had heard the sound from earlier but it was gone now, why had it disappeared? Than just as he was about to turn to warily glance around himself, he'd find himself cut off from doing so. His eyes bulged from the site of a rats tail curled around his face. He'd let out a gasp if he could but his mouth had been covered, finding himself literally being strangled by that pink flesh. In an instant, Aevus would be freed, his body outwardly being tossed forth against the sewer wall. Acting upon instinct Aevus would swiftly activate, 'advanced air ground' stopping himself from hitting the wall and saving himself from being critically wounded. Though next he's find himself in that filth. His left hand still latched onto his weapon and his right knee falling into it, his right hand literarily kept himself level so that he didn't fall head first into it.
'Hotaru' That was his first thought, not the filth and not the strange creature nor the mission. It was Hotaru, she had disappeared. He had lost track of her, his superior his partner. Aevus kept a death grip on his blade, hollow or not this creature was not going to hurt her, not if he could stop it. He wouldn't allow himself to lose another, not now he couldn't do this alone. Splashing into the tunnel Aevus's eyes would warily dart around the tunnel. If he had energy sensory it would have helped, but no he didn't. He'd find himself panicking for a time and just than he'd spot Hotaru and the creature.
Aevus would see an odd creature, the ragged kimono clinging to his bestial form. The brown hair, the triangular pink ears. It was like a rat but it also wasn't, nor was it a man. It was an odd animal but in Aevus's eyes it was still a threat. Darting forth across the tunnel Aevus would attempt to cut him like any other target. It was a defensive action on his part, clicking in the back of his mind to protect his superior even if she could rightfully defend herself he would still help in any way he could. The blade was reverse gripped as he swung the katana, he was aiming directly at his left thigh. He'd be sure to slow this one down before doing anything else.
Advanded Air ground - 1890/1865