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His shoulders tremble with each cough, the wretched sound almost eclipsed by the clanks and falls of the battle had he not stumbled close to her. Being separated from the mafia mid mission wasn't ideal, but Akutagawa was used to dealing with foes alone. A shame that the Detective Agency was also present, as well as that nuisance of a man tiger.
Her form swims in sight, almost mistaking her for one of the grunts were it not for the tell tale butterfly on her hair giving away her identity. He hadn't ever personally dealt with the doctor but stories of old times and the whines of Kajii were enough warning for him to put a defensive act around her.
"Doct-" His voice is cut with another cough, the debris around was too thick and he hates how it made him seem weak. Pushing himself up, he wanes in his stance as he regards her viciously. Despite his gaze, Rashomon stays looming over, a veiled threat should Yosano chose to attack.
"You will not get in my way."
the doctor rarely found herself in the field unless deemed absolutely necessary, energy and effort saved for injuries and paperwork at the office when she wasn't working at the clinic. but all units were called at last minute, her phone blaring, and she'd gathered they had grossly underprepared, underestimating the severity of the case they'd stumbled upon. last thing she wanted was to cross paths with the port mafia, a walking reminder of the wretched past that still anchored her the slightest, still tainted her shadows and hid in the crevices of her slumber. the oversized cleaver hung over her shoulder with ease, blood dripping from its blade as she'd ruthlessly injured a number of hired bodies — definitely not port mafia members, at least not yet, just overly - confident wastes of spaces with no idea what they'd signed on for.
ugh, so messy. the man - made demolition had caused her favorite blouse to tear, the hem of her skirt slightly scorched from the bouncing flames, just nearly missing the surface of her skin. limbs lightly tattered in soot, hair frazzled enough and she could feel her patience wearing thin. who was going to get what they needed so they could leave ?
magentas landed on akutagawa, every muscle in her body tensing and yet she'd performed swimmingly — practiced boredom, indifference painted over her features as if she could not care less, as if she had better foes to deal with. “ so serious, so demanding. i did not realize i was here to take orders from a little thing like you. ” heels clacked over the pavement as she stepped towards him, ends of her lips twitching with anticipation. “ your friend seems excited. ” chin lifted, aimed in his ability's direction before her weight shifted from one hip to the other. “ i assume by now you've heard about me from your failed co - members ... you could step aside. ”
