A welcome surprise to the normal chatter of his battle companions. Unprompted mercy given to their aggressors and battles drawn out to avoid brutality. There's a warning - he heeds it, given the prowess of his companion and -
Time isn't on his side. Surrounded by water and without the cognitive world to lessen the blow with its rules based in both pure logic and absurdity. There's only a world he doesn't understand and Hereward.
There's fire and smoke and Akechi does his best to mitigate by jumping off to another ship, one with only one pirate on deck, mopping away imaginary muck. It doesn't bat an eye when the nearby vessel explodes in an intense blaze - the only protection is Hereward guarding him. Poised. Ready. Resolute.
The boat becomes an impressive casualty, the ship Akechi's watching from also a victim in the massacre with some wayward debris smacking into its hull. An unknown part of it hits his arm - that'll leave an impressive ass bruise, but-
It's remarkable to watch a battleground turn to rubble before his eyes. A shame the blinding light kept most of it out of his vision, their disintegration distorted by that same blaze.]
If you're alive, say something.
[Tone neutral and tense, he doesn't care either way.]
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A welcome surprise to the normal chatter of his battle companions. Unprompted mercy given to their aggressors and battles drawn out to avoid brutality. There's a warning - he heeds it, given the prowess of his companion and -
Time isn't on his side. Surrounded by water and without the cognitive world to lessen the blow with its rules based in both pure logic and absurdity. There's only a world he doesn't understand and Hereward.
There's fire and smoke and Akechi does his best to mitigate by jumping off to another ship, one with only one pirate on deck, mopping away imaginary muck. It doesn't bat an eye when the nearby vessel explodes in an intense blaze - the only protection is Hereward guarding him. Poised. Ready. Resolute.
The boat becomes an impressive casualty, the ship Akechi's watching from also a victim in the massacre with some wayward debris smacking into its hull. An unknown part of it hits his arm - that'll leave an impressive ass bruise, but-
It's remarkable to watch a battleground turn to rubble before his eyes. A shame the blinding light kept most of it out of his vision, their disintegration distorted by that same blaze.]
If you're alive, say something.
[Tone neutral and tense, he doesn't care either way.]