Heheheh... nothing. [He pushes himself to his feet, opening his flak jacket in a quick movement as he does. His hands are out and apart and fingers spread, like he's feeling for something.] Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for someone to do that, though?
[Times like these he wishes he had ears like Kiba's - would make it less of a strain. Even so he hears the water coming and jumps away again, adjusting his footing when he doesn't land quite as solidly as he was expecting - gopher hole. Ha.
He keeps his hands out and steadies himself, his shadow rising with them and separating into materialized threads. There's fifteen or so of them, thinner than those of his Shadow Sewing technique.
That's because this isn't Shadow Sewing. This is Shadow Endgame.]
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[Times like these he wishes he had ears like Kiba's - would make it less of a strain. Even so he hears the water coming and jumps away again, adjusting his footing when he doesn't land quite as solidly as he was expecting - gopher hole. Ha.
He keeps his hands out and steadies himself, his shadow rising with them and separating into materialized threads. There's fifteen or so of them, thinner than those of his Shadow Sewing technique.
That's because this isn't Shadow Sewing. This is Shadow Endgame.]