"Wait?" Easier said than done, when the barriers are as much a part of Rokuro as his own flesh and blood. Yes, he can wait, but it will cost him.
"For how long?" Softly, staring down the barrels of the guns, already knowing it will be for longer than he can safely bear-- not that he could safely bear a torrential downpour of bullets, either. War is all about risk management, and right now the only way out is through.
Even if Kylo were able to give him an answer, its unlikely Rokuro would hear it. The Sylphid begin shooting and the gunfire is thunderous. Louder than anything Rokuro has ever heard, except for the clap of the thunder god himself.
The barrier holds, as Rokuro said it would, and other than a silent flinch he shows no evidence of the excruciating pain that hits him with every bullet. He is not unused to it.
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"For how long?" Softly, staring down the barrels of the guns, already knowing it will be for longer than he can safely bear-- not that he could safely bear a torrential downpour of bullets, either. War is all about risk management, and right now the only way out is through.
Even if Kylo were able to give him an answer, its unlikely Rokuro would hear it. The Sylphid begin shooting and the gunfire is thunderous. Louder than anything Rokuro has ever heard, except for the clap of the thunder god himself.
The barrier holds, as Rokuro said it would, and other than a silent flinch he shows no evidence of the excruciating pain that hits him with every bullet. He is not unused to it.
"Tell me when."