@presentfuture said: He casually throws a sword at the back of Shadarch's head like it's a dart and Shadarch is the dartboard.
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A peaceful enough afternoon, strange though it was. No yelling. No arguing. No commotion outside in the halls so it seemed like an ok time to walk about. Maybe everyone else was on a mission? Well, at least that made things easy for him. He could raid the kitchen, bust up the simulation room, maybe ransack a certain someone’s room-
Someone… left a coin just laying on the ground? It wasn’t enough for the vending machine but hey it was a start! Don’t mind if he’ll do. Just bend over and pick that up-
And something collides with the wall above him. The place he was standing just a moment earlier. He looks up to see a sword neatly pierced just there.
A glance down the hallway. A far-too familiar face.
“Oi… If your aim was any worse you could’ve hit me, you asshole. You know it only takes one hit to kill me, right? Be more fucking careful-”