dull life (o) Aug 12, 2015 16:13:32 GMT -8
Post by Arcadia on Aug 12, 2015 16:13:32 GMT -8
My mouth fell ajar as I watched threads emerge from miladys fingertips. I very nearly mistook them for chakra threads, not unlike the the very ones that connected me to Eleven, but it quickly dawned on me that they were not. Whatever they were, they were too thick to be chakra threads, to tangible. Regardless, worry began to fester and grow within me, not so much because of the strange threads but more so because the Tsuchikage started to back away.
I could think of very few reasons that she might decide to put some distance between us, and even fewer to justify her drawing out senbon needles. My mind began to race and instinctively I moved Eleven closer to me, a defensive measure. Her words struck me like a bolt of lightning, the hair on the back of my neck stood up and for a moment my heart dropped. I felt that she just wanted to test me; I was confident about that assumption. Still, I was afraid. All that I could muster as a response was a shaky "Y-Yes ma'am!"
She flung the needles at me with what I assumed would be masterful precision. I didn't have a plan; I had not prepared for this in the slightest. It was probably the worst possible time to be using Eleven for combat as I had only just finished a days worth of modifications. I felt my knees trembled as I swung my arm horizontally from right to left. Eleven's mechanisms reacted instantaneously, which was a relief. The puppet turned on the spot, and in the same motion did I allow it's tail to extend and whip toward the incoming projectiles. I prayed for a successful deflection, and that Eleven's head stayed screwed in.
Kugutsu no Jutsu