10-24-2014, 09:51 PM
"Yeah, good guys. That's why you were erasing Players and trying to brainwash Shibuya." It looked like Rand was taking stock of what he could still do; he didn't move to intervene as Nyeseth rushed Neku faster than most beings have a right to move. Still, he wasn't as fast as Pi-face. Neku had time to form a blade of wind from the Tin Pin Blade on his wrist, and the sword met Nyeseth's, but the Reaper could keep up the speed a lot longer than Pi-face. He managed to block one, two, three of the hits, and a reflexive twitch brought him out of the way of the fourth and fifth, but the black-robed Reaper just kept coming.
Neku managed to catch the next two hits on his right arm; his pins were all on his left, and that's the arm he needed to use them with. The steel hurt, though not as much as a Mosh Grizzly's claws. It's probably sharper, Neku thought grimly. He dashed backwards out of the way of the rest, the twirl that allowed him to keep an eye on his opponent coming naturally after weeks of practice. Almost without thinking, Neku spun the dial on his headphones while he whirled, cranking the volume as the track changed. That's better. He flung his left hand skyward and a flash of bright blue, freezing cold light formed around Nyeseth; a 3-foot diameter circle that gave way to a rising stalagmite of ice a mere half-second later. "Do all you Reapers name your attacks? Is it like a security blanket or something?" The sarcasm was mostly to distract himself from his right arm; the cuts burned like the sword had been made of fire. He'd need to do something about those. If only he still had the Visionary Blend pin.
Neku managed to catch the next two hits on his right arm; his pins were all on his left, and that's the arm he needed to use them with. The steel hurt, though not as much as a Mosh Grizzly's claws. It's probably sharper, Neku thought grimly. He dashed backwards out of the way of the rest, the twirl that allowed him to keep an eye on his opponent coming naturally after weeks of practice. Almost without thinking, Neku spun the dial on his headphones while he whirled, cranking the volume as the track changed. That's better. He flung his left hand skyward and a flash of bright blue, freezing cold light formed around Nyeseth; a 3-foot diameter circle that gave way to a rising stalagmite of ice a mere half-second later. "Do all you Reapers name your attacks? Is it like a security blanket or something?" The sarcasm was mostly to distract himself from his right arm; the cuts burned like the sword had been made of fire. He'd need to do something about those. If only he still had the Visionary Blend pin.
Quote:This is what Neku's listening to.