Verbalim
The Ghost Neighbor
It had taken him quite a while, in fact. Chiyoko, in the meanwhile, walked up and down, her eyes dashing to whatever signalled a motion. Mostly it was a leaf and made her hiss at her own paranoia.
The more she turned, the more adrenaline rushed into her veins. In fact, Chiyoko could have pissed herself in the very moments. Though no one could have ever noticed. The first time… She did never realize it before. Her steps halted. The war… and this was her very first mission. This right here was the nerve wrecking mess she was signed up to. It wasn’t even the battlefield yet…
Groaning under her breath, Chiyoko slightly relaxed. Tried to. May the world go under in chaos, but the camp may not survive if anyone dared to return.
… What a joke.
She never murdered anyone, and because of a damned map she wouldn’t start stain her sword with blood.
The tent rustled. All she saw screamed at her “unorganized”. Her finger tickled for a short moment to clean all that mess. Though it reminded her on how the house looked if her brother had one of his delightful ideas.
"I found the map... Now, let's get out of-"
“Hm? Took you long eno-”
Her brows risen. Tsubame halted mid-sentence, his body tensed. The muscles flicked to his sword and she was about to call him out as she felt it. The predatorous, somewhat lousy stare. Someone had stayed to protect the camp?? Well, what a lazy squad then! Tsubame and Chiyoko had stood here for quite a time now. Drunken bastards.
And as they closed in, her sword was drawn. As well as the male had done the same. Yet… they attacked him first, and each had gone down with a soft thud. Grunting, Chiyoko straightened her back.
And yet his posture said this wasn’t the end yet. She was aware of her surroundings, indeed. And suddenly, Blueberry was nothing but dust. Before she even settled her sight to the messenger and his bird, her heart throbbed.
He had send it off to fly— They were so doomed and chosen for the damne…
For a moment, the world halted. Not because the bird flew away, it was because of this insane inhuman being. He pulled out his technique once again. The sword swung as light as a stick, but with the power of ten men.
Both, her and the man, gasped. Chiyoko felt herself tripping over the air as she stumbled backwards. Her eyes almost fell out of their sockets! This was— incredible. Nothing that could have come from earth! But it did… It did and he was the living confirmation of it.
In million of swings in one motion, he had cut down the bird in the middle of his flight, and knocked out the man. However, the bird was accurately cut in two halves.
“H-how...,” she tried to grasp the air in her lungs and squeeze it.
Her hand grabbed a piece of her tunic, and held it like it meant her life. She felt her heart beating out of her chest. An incredible move, something she still couldn’t encounter, and she hadn’t seen it at it’s fullest potential yet…
Once again, he approached her. As if he had never pulled such trick.
"Phew, that was close... Alright, they're all down...”
“Yes! And you didn’t even let me try them,” she winced amused. In some circumstances she would have felt glad not to fight. Her wrist was not intended to get better soon. She hadn’t minded it though.
“I found the map and I managed to kill the messenger bird just in time, and the other soldiers are unconscious... Fortunately they were drunk, so I doubt they'll remember our appearances. Still though... We should get out of here. Let us go."
She nodded her agreement. “You fought well, Blueberry,” Chiyoko chimed as she rushed after him. He had given their shinobi a sign, before their steps slowed until they hid once again. Huffing, the female leaned her head in her neck.
“What now? Locate the General and how to end him? I,” she raised a sloppy hand, “am convinced I can drug him enough.”
The more she turned, the more adrenaline rushed into her veins. In fact, Chiyoko could have pissed herself in the very moments. Though no one could have ever noticed. The first time… She did never realize it before. Her steps halted. The war… and this was her very first mission. This right here was the nerve wrecking mess she was signed up to. It wasn’t even the battlefield yet…
Groaning under her breath, Chiyoko slightly relaxed. Tried to. May the world go under in chaos, but the camp may not survive if anyone dared to return.
… What a joke.
She never murdered anyone, and because of a damned map she wouldn’t start stain her sword with blood.
The tent rustled. All she saw screamed at her “unorganized”. Her finger tickled for a short moment to clean all that mess. Though it reminded her on how the house looked if her brother had one of his delightful ideas.
"I found the map... Now, let's get out of-"
“Hm? Took you long eno-”
Her brows risen. Tsubame halted mid-sentence, his body tensed. The muscles flicked to his sword and she was about to call him out as she felt it. The predatorous, somewhat lousy stare. Someone had stayed to protect the camp?? Well, what a lazy squad then! Tsubame and Chiyoko had stood here for quite a time now. Drunken bastards.
And as they closed in, her sword was drawn. As well as the male had done the same. Yet… they attacked him first, and each had gone down with a soft thud. Grunting, Chiyoko straightened her back.
And yet his posture said this wasn’t the end yet. She was aware of her surroundings, indeed. And suddenly, Blueberry was nothing but dust. Before she even settled her sight to the messenger and his bird, her heart throbbed.
He had send it off to fly— They were so doomed and chosen for the damne…
For a moment, the world halted. Not because the bird flew away, it was because of this insane inhuman being. He pulled out his technique once again. The sword swung as light as a stick, but with the power of ten men.
Both, her and the man, gasped. Chiyoko felt herself tripping over the air as she stumbled backwards. Her eyes almost fell out of their sockets! This was— incredible. Nothing that could have come from earth! But it did… It did and he was the living confirmation of it.
In million of swings in one motion, he had cut down the bird in the middle of his flight, and knocked out the man. However, the bird was accurately cut in two halves.
“H-how...,” she tried to grasp the air in her lungs and squeeze it.
Her hand grabbed a piece of her tunic, and held it like it meant her life. She felt her heart beating out of her chest. An incredible move, something she still couldn’t encounter, and she hadn’t seen it at it’s fullest potential yet…
Once again, he approached her. As if he had never pulled such trick.
"Phew, that was close... Alright, they're all down...”
“Yes! And you didn’t even let me try them,” she winced amused. In some circumstances she would have felt glad not to fight. Her wrist was not intended to get better soon. She hadn’t minded it though.
“I found the map and I managed to kill the messenger bird just in time, and the other soldiers are unconscious... Fortunately they were drunk, so I doubt they'll remember our appearances. Still though... We should get out of here. Let us go."
She nodded her agreement. “You fought well, Blueberry,” Chiyoko chimed as she rushed after him. He had given their shinobi a sign, before their steps slowed until they hid once again. Huffing, the female leaned her head in her neck.
“What now? Locate the General and how to end him? I,” she raised a sloppy hand, “am convinced I can drug him enough.”