[Thank you for not stabbing his hand, that would suck.
Between the deathly wails from above and those around him, it's a wonder that no one inside has noticed what's going on. Or maybe the screams are just lovely accents to the music. In any case, Rokurou has to occasional glance up and step out of the way of any bodies or limbs that may escape Velvet's claw and fall nearby. There's also the matter of the "bloody ink" and ash that rains down on him, but he's already wearing black so it wouldn't matter if he got a bit splattered. Not that he would cared if he weren't—he's making a mess of his own down on the terrace, anyway.
After cutting down the last one and shoving it over the railing, he turns and looks up to Velvet to see how she's doing. For some reason the way she's going down...doesn't seem right and he immediately runs over to catch her.]
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Between the deathly wails from above and those around him, it's a wonder that no one inside has noticed what's going on. Or maybe the screams are just lovely accents to the music. In any case, Rokurou has to occasional glance up and step out of the way of any bodies or limbs that may escape Velvet's claw and fall nearby. There's also the matter of the "bloody ink" and ash that rains down on him, but he's already wearing black so it wouldn't matter if he got a bit splattered. Not that he would cared if he weren't—he's making a mess of his own down on the terrace, anyway.
After cutting down the last one and shoving it over the railing, he turns and looks up to Velvet to see how she's doing. For some reason the way she's going down...doesn't seem right and he immediately runs over to catch her.]