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aspiring[At first, there's simply a blur of images and the sound of breathing—hard—accompanied by running, though the resounding footsteps in the background makes it clear that he's not... alone, for a lack of a better word.
Still running, with the footsteps growing louder, but the breathing halts for a moment, and then there's a voice as the SFC is lifted to reveal one very terrified Billy Iketani.]
H-Hey? Sa—
[—but whatever he was about to say is cut off by a choked cry. The SFC flies through the air, resuming the blur of images on the screen, but the sounds are still clear.
Impact: the sound of metal hitting the ground—a dagger, for those who would be familiar with such noise. A clatter, presumably from SFC, and then—
There's the brief sight of blood, before there is simply a ]
Still running, with the footsteps growing louder, but the breathing halts for a moment, and then there's a voice as the SFC is lifted to reveal one very terrified Billy Iketani.]
H-Hey? Sa—
[—but whatever he was about to say is cut off by a choked cry. The SFC flies through the air, resuming the blur of images on the screen, but the sounds are still clear.
Impact: the sound of metal hitting the ground—a dagger, for those who would be familiar with such noise. A clatter, presumably from SFC, and then—
There's the brief sight of blood, before there is simply a ]
