As Shisui, neat as you please, broke the man's neck, Itachi felt like someone had pulled run a steel wire brush down his spine. Already keyed up from battle, adrenaline cranking every response and sense higher, the sudden brutal and unmistakable twisting crack of a neck being snapped had him jerking his head around, hands ready for signs until he realize it was Shisui delivering the mercy blow--though he could have done it more quietly than that.
"I'm messy?" Itachi asked, looking at his liberally splattered cousin and the utter desecration he'd visited on his victims. Ironically Itchi had been the messy one, choosing speed over his normal methodical method probably because he was with Shisui and hated to finish a battle too far after his partner, or have someone else attempt to clean up his messes. As the screaming man rolled over and began gouging at his eyes, Itachi caught the woman's flak vest and yanked her to her side, pulling out a blade more knicked and heavy than a kunai. With a little chakra to aid the blow, he slammed the blade home at the base of the woman's neck in an instant kill, silencing her.
Itachi wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, smearing it liberally instead of really getting any off as he walked to the last victim. This one Itachi knelt beside and used the same, quick and butcher like strike to quietly end them. It wasn't a good move to use in battle, as a blade could get stuck between the vertebra, but it was a quick way to dispatch someone incapacitated. Itachi wiped off the blade and sheathed it, feeling drained even though the fight had been short.
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"I'm messy?" Itachi asked, looking at his liberally splattered cousin and the utter desecration he'd visited on his victims. Ironically Itchi had been the messy one, choosing speed over his normal methodical method probably because he was with Shisui and hated to finish a battle too far after his partner, or have someone else attempt to clean up his messes. As the screaming man rolled over and began gouging at his eyes, Itachi caught the woman's flak vest and yanked her to her side, pulling out a blade more knicked and heavy than a kunai. With a little chakra to aid the blow, he slammed the blade home at the base of the woman's neck in an instant kill, silencing her.
Itachi wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, smearing it liberally instead of really getting any off as he walked to the last victim. This one Itachi knelt beside and used the same, quick and butcher like strike to quietly end them. It wasn't a good move to use in battle, as a blade could get stuck between the vertebra, but it was a quick way to dispatch someone incapacitated. Itachi wiped off the blade and sheathed it, feeling drained even though the fight had been short.