[Since when does Katou know the more obscure ending of that idiom? He's impressed--and confused. Who's Katou?
His head hurts--but that's the least of AKira's concerns as the shadows lurking within the grass bubble up like the ground's personal, vile black head and then opens up, revealing a mouth full of razor sharp teeth, as it advances on them.]
Holy fuck!
[Kira also takes a step back, holding out an arm in front of Katou.
It's fucking Yusuke. (Isn't it?) They need to fucking run and he's having some kind of fucking episode. An episode which includes suddenly being able to remember (imagine?) being eviscerated dozens of times and dying in pain. He doesn't want to die.
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His head hurts--but that's the least of AKira's concerns as the shadows lurking within the grass bubble up like the ground's personal, vile black head and then opens up, revealing a mouth full of razor sharp teeth, as it advances on them.]
Holy fuck!
[Kira also takes a step back, holding out an arm in front of Katou.
It's fucking Yusuke. (Isn't it?) They need to fucking run and he's having some kind of fucking episode. An episode which includes suddenly being able to remember (imagine?) being eviscerated dozens of times and dying in pain. He doesn't want to die.
Not again!]