[ Rokurou shifts his grip on the sword not a moment too soon—because as soon as his friend gives warning, the tube sputters and then groans, vicious inhale becoming a sudden, sharp exhale.
One that launches him and the sheathed blade straight into Eizen.
With his sword raised above his head (it's safeeee), Rokurou's face slams forward.]
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[ Rokurou shifts his grip on the sword not a moment too soon—because as soon as his friend gives warning, the tube sputters and then groans, vicious inhale becoming a sudden, sharp exhale.
One that launches him and the sheathed blade straight into Eizen.
With his sword raised above his head (it's safeeee), Rokurou's face slams forward.]
Shi—!
[ Ow. ]