[Spiralling thoughts of everything that had conspired before at home, in this place - it's slipped away in the heat of the moment. This duel, right here and now, was all that mattered. This present, with blades glinting in their relentless dance, was all that mattered. Maybe it was irony that this was the most he'd felt since he'd got here - the pulse of his beating heart, the breath filling his lungs, the tremor through his arms as cold steel met cold steel - all while on the verge of death.
While Rean moves to the defensive, Crow doesn't hesitate to rush forward, intending to thrust his blade underneath Rean's own at the last minute. If the other doesn't step away, he'll use his free hand to turn that movement into a vertical twirl meant to flip the tachi away.
In the back of his mind, he's still aware of all the frustration that had been building up between them that's led up to this moment. And maybe that was another reason they could add to the pile. They needed this catharsis eventually, and by fuck they were going to get it here, if nowhere else.
so much fucking anime also purple prose because wow
While Rean moves to the defensive, Crow doesn't hesitate to rush forward, intending to thrust his blade underneath Rean's own at the last minute. If the other doesn't step away, he'll use his free hand to turn that movement into a vertical twirl meant to flip the tachi away.
In the back of his mind, he's still aware of all the frustration that had been building up between them that's led up to this moment. And maybe that was another reason they could add to the pile. They needed this catharsis eventually, and by fuck they were going to get it here, if nowhere else.
In their own little world. Just like before.]