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[broroona]

[Blades slice through the air with a whistle and get batted away easily. disappointing but still effective. The dog was catching on. In a way, that made it more fun. With a faint grin, Baroona follows up, darting under the glaive as it knocks the other blade away–his free hand snaps the cord back so the knife will return. With his other blade he stabs deep into the jackal's thigh and slices out. Tear some ligaments, muscles, something. By the way the creature howls and falters, it seems to have worked.

A snarl forewarns him–he looks up, the other side of the glaive comes down. Baroona leans back just in time. The blade enters his thigh–an eye for an eye–where it would've met his back. Fatal blow avoided, but he still barks in pain as the end is pulled out. It starts to swing down again; Baroona doesn't wait to move. Pushing off his back leg, he shoves the jackal to the ground in a tackle, wrestling and cutting with it until–with a knife buried in its throat–it stops moving.

With a heavy sigh, Baroona sits up straight, wiping the sweat from his brow and fixing the cloth around his face. On the corpse's armor, he wipes his knives clean, draping the cord around his neck as he pushes off its body to stand...

And promptly falls over into the sand. Great.

Frowning, he tries again; fails again. He keeps it up, if only because falling helps him close the distance between himself and the well nearby.]

Comments

[broroona]

They're not lousy.

[It's probably the most emotional response Zelos has gotten from him aside from the magic freak-out: an annoyed glance over his shoulder. Amazingly, his voice only reflects a small portion of that irritation.

And the cigarettes are lousy but he's not picky. Take what you can get and be happy you can get any at all.]

Why does it matter?

[Stuffing the carton back into his pocket.]

[luxuriant]

Touchy, touchy...

[Resuming his steps, his hands slip into his pockets as he watches Baroona's back.]

I'm just curious why some serious guy like you is willing to risk his life to get a couple more smokes. It's pretty risky, you know? [Innocently.] But whatever! You can go on and do your shady stuff. I won't judge.

[broroona]

It's not shady if it's cigarettes.

[What.

Whatever. At least he's waiting for Zelos to catch up with him before moving again. Casts him a pointed look when they meet up with each other.]

Shouldn't you be the one leading.

[luxuriant]

I'm going!

[To emphasize how much he is in fact leading, he picks up his pace a bit. Leading him to his dumb cigarettes...]