[Goddammit, Ken. This is why we can’t have nice things.]
[For a brief second, Chikusa wavers on just… giving up, as usual. He doesn’t have the energy for this. In fact, this has already put a strain on things as it is. He could, theoretically, just go outside and lay under a tree and….]
[But now. There’s no telling if there’s anything on those arrows, or if Ken has been hit in a vital spot that he’s just ignoring. If Mukuro-sama were here, then he could take it easy. For all his showboating, he knows their leader would never let Ken get too hurt or in a bad place. You don’t give yourself up for prison for things you don’t care about. So without Mukuro-sama…]
[Reluctantly, Chikusa forces himself to move and get up onto his feet.]
Ken! You’re done.
[Don’t make him waste using his yoyos on you, you asshole.]
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[For a brief second, Chikusa wavers on just… giving up, as usual. He doesn’t have the energy for this. In fact, this has already put a strain on things as it is. He could, theoretically, just go outside and lay under a tree and….]
[But now. There’s no telling if there’s anything on those arrows, or if Ken has been hit in a vital spot that he’s just ignoring. If Mukuro-sama were here, then he could take it easy. For all his showboating, he knows their leader would never let Ken get too hurt or in a bad place. You don’t give yourself up for prison for things you don’t care about. So without Mukuro-sama…]
[Reluctantly, Chikusa forces himself to move and get up onto his feet.]
Ken! You’re done.
[Don’t make him waste using his yoyos on you, you asshole.]