[He can just barely hear the sound of Cirno's voice. Damn. It's too late for him to stop now! He brushes past the falling paper, keeping his target in mind.
Haruka flinches at the sound of the gunfire. Bang. One brushes against his cheek. Bang. Another gouges the skin of his left shoulder, putting a tear in the fabric. Bang. Nothing but air, and the sound of glass shattering in the backdrop. ...got you now!
He reaches out to grab hold of the barrel of the gun with one hand, angling it downward, while the other is thrust toward the side of the soldier's throat like a knife.]
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Date: 2010-10-15 03:38 am (UTC)Haruka flinches at the sound of the gunfire. Bang. One brushes against his cheek. Bang. Another gouges the skin of his left shoulder, putting a tear in the fabric. Bang. Nothing but air, and the sound of glass shattering in the backdrop. ...got you now!
He reaches out to grab hold of the barrel of the gun with one hand, angling it downward, while the other is thrust toward the side of the soldier's throat like a knife.]
You bastard...!