✘ { Miss. He’s faster than expected, but naturally you wouldn’t be able to gauge one’s agility without seeing it firsthand. A simple, fixable mistake, but the other male is there before he can take another swing. There’s the sound of skin slicing as it hits, and while it wasn’t himself who caused the blow, it’s not that big of a deal. He didn’t come here for the kidnapper, he came for the kidnappee, and whether it was himself or the redhead who dealt the final killing blow was irrelevant. All that really mattered was that he died, plain and simple.
Allen, Nea, Allen, Nea, the names go back and forth with some sort of relevancy to the two between them. Friends, acquaintances, something along those lines. Really, Robert has no idea what’s going on or what it means, but it’s not really something too important to him personally. Perhaps later he’d bother with questioning it, as it seems to be holding the person they’re assaulting back as if he’s hesitant. The blond straightens, leans forward a bit, and watches as the man hits the ground.
It’s a bit fascinating to watch, as it’s not often you see people transform quite literally in front of your eyes. He goes quite literally from black to white, and it’s like staring at a completely different person. Maybe that was exactly it, if the change in tone and personality was any indication.
But then the dark version is back, only moving to cover his injury and simply stare up at his assailants. No attempts at escape, at fighting back? Well, in that case, he wastes no time in simply striding up, pocketing his free hand and placing one foot on the other’s shoulder as if to keep him down. }
And here I thought there’d be more of a fight.
✘ { His eyes slide towards Lavi to speak before back to Nea once he’s finished. }
Did you want the honors, since you’re so familiar? I don’t particularly care either way.
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