It starts out merely a ripple in the wind, the subtlest of disturbances that kicks up dust and sends it spiraling in eddies midair. And they had all stood there waiting for him to make a move, yet were too slow to see it coming, too slow to track the beast that cut through the wind. Sound tries to keep up after him, and the whistle of his blade slicing through veins and cartilage go unheard for several moments.
...Till he comes to a standstill, his image flickering into existence, now no longer a ghost.
And the roar of the wind finally catching up erupts behind him. Shisui waits, ears tuned in anticipation of the familiar sound. The Sharingan spins as his eyes shift sideways, then flit back to focus in front, not wanting to see what came next.
The mournful weeping of carotids raining blood ensue, and Shisui closes his eyes for a moment while the dull thud of the thick liquid hitting the ground ensues-- dull because the ground seems to immediately swallow it up. And warm because he gets caught in the rain.
Shisui Uchiha | Naruto | Konoha
...Till he comes to a standstill, his image flickering into existence, now no longer a ghost.
And the roar of the wind finally catching up erupts behind him. Shisui waits, ears tuned in anticipation of the familiar sound. The Sharingan spins as his eyes shift sideways, then flit back to focus in front, not wanting to see what came next.
The mournful weeping of carotids raining blood ensue, and Shisui closes his eyes for a moment while the dull thud of the thick liquid hitting the ground ensues-- dull because the ground seems to immediately swallow it up. And warm because he gets caught in the rain.
"Hn. Who's next?"
//ooc: Apparently he's on some mission? |8