#inkphine

          ❝ Damn drones...yer all just sheep, well ya aren't gonna kill me! ❞ As soon as his sword had been given back to him, he hadn't taken to mowing down most of the drone militia sent by the other city. With his powers alone, he was able to take down a decent amount of them by himself all while defending the innocent civilians who were still in the process of evacuating or taking cover where ever they could. Blue flames surround him in a fierce glow which also overtakes the sword he wields, ears pointed and teeth sharper than a canine's are now apparent if one were to look at Rin Okumura. And the strangest part? No one ran from him, in fact, they were happy to receive help from him. It was a new feeling, but good all the while.

          Continuously slashing away at fodder became tedious after awhile and it's not until he sees someone struggling to hold their own against a horde of soldiers does he stop what he's doing and rush over to help them. ❝ Pesky bastards..tsk, ❞ a snap of his fingers and a hiss before he turns to face the person whom he had just saved. Eyebrows raise once they fall to the teardrop shaped tattoo on his face along with the intricate one adorning his neck. As much as he'd like to ask about it, he'd save it for later. ❝ Y'got a name? I kinda just saved yer ass, ❞ inserting his sword back into his sheath, the blue flames atop of his head begin to glow more faintly ❝ Name's Rin..Okumura Rin. Looks like ya find yerself a partner. Yer gonna need help killin' the soldiers, aren't you? They're crawlin' all over the streets-- ❞ and an explosion causes him to stop mid-sentence and turn to face where it had just come from.