Post by Ken Shirogane on Mar 24, 2024 8:20:42 GMT
Yamma was willing to die to win, but that didn't mean he intended to die, sensing the approaching shadow he was quick to shift and kick the old man off into the waiting maw at the last moment, gnashing teeth inches from his face before he hit the ground and lay flat, taking his time to collect himself and review the scene.
Well, he'd just helped kill a man. A stupid old man who could have lived if he'd just not shot that stupid arrow. The immediate problem, the fact the man had been a Quincy. Yama had a little experience with them and one thing was for sure, they were connected. The old man had been strong, at least in Yama's estimation, it was only due to Shizu that they had been able to beat him at all. And chances were there was a much stronger Quincy still.
Part of that was exciting. The idea that he and Shizu would be hunted by powerful enemies... However, it probably wouldn't be that simple. If not for Shizu the old man could have crushed him. Which basically meant that on his own he would not stand a chance against someone as strong as that old man, let alone stronger.
The fight had been a good one, but now that it was over, or seemed over, there would be ramifications eventually. Maybe they would not figure it out immediately, but he doubted they could hide themselves forever, maybe not even for long.
Yama sat up, glancing in the direction of the flash as he noticed it. Though beyond looking he didn't move.
He reached back, patting Shizu while she enjoyed her meal. Perhaps digesting it now, but looked towards whoever had just taken the picture.
"You there, what did you see?" He called over to the stranger, curious if whoever the person was had been with the old Quincy. A picture could be trouble, but he wasn't overly concerned about it. As long as whoever took the picture didn't intend to personally shoot him or Shizu he wasn't going to bother chasing them down. Shooting a picture didn't count if it wasn't physically harmful.
PC: 16
Well, he'd just helped kill a man. A stupid old man who could have lived if he'd just not shot that stupid arrow. The immediate problem, the fact the man had been a Quincy. Yama had a little experience with them and one thing was for sure, they were connected. The old man had been strong, at least in Yama's estimation, it was only due to Shizu that they had been able to beat him at all. And chances were there was a much stronger Quincy still.
Part of that was exciting. The idea that he and Shizu would be hunted by powerful enemies... However, it probably wouldn't be that simple. If not for Shizu the old man could have crushed him. Which basically meant that on his own he would not stand a chance against someone as strong as that old man, let alone stronger.
The fight had been a good one, but now that it was over, or seemed over, there would be ramifications eventually. Maybe they would not figure it out immediately, but he doubted they could hide themselves forever, maybe not even for long.
Yama sat up, glancing in the direction of the flash as he noticed it. Though beyond looking he didn't move.
He reached back, patting Shizu while she enjoyed her meal. Perhaps digesting it now, but looked towards whoever had just taken the picture.
"You there, what did you see?" He called over to the stranger, curious if whoever the person was had been with the old Quincy. A picture could be trouble, but he wasn't overly concerned about it. As long as whoever took the picture didn't intend to personally shoot him or Shizu he wasn't going to bother chasing them down. Shooting a picture didn't count if it wasn't physically harmful.
They might run, or they might talk, in either case, they could do as they liked. While he knew that what had just happened would have consequences he'd handle them the same way he handled everything. Head on.
PC: 16