[The visibility's way too low here for him to spot Hazel's arm in time. Though Kamui is fast enough to not get smacked with the clothesline's full force, Hazel still manages to hit him: disoriented, he stumbles backward, landing flat his ass.
Did. Did she just stop him... from helping her?
Maybe it's the fog; maybe she couldn't see and thought he was a threat, too? That's the only explanation that makes any sense. Kamui squints to make out the shape of Hazel's form in all the cloudy white as he props himself up on his elbows. Just as another shot rings out, Kamui finally spots Hazel... covering him now?
Huh???] Hey--
[A bullet whistles above both their heads: he flinches, instinctively making himself smaller. He fumbles for the cheap gun in his coat, salvaged from some Shuten mission earlier in the month, and casts Hazel an incredulous glance as he starts to get back to his feet.]
You don't need to do this, I'm fine! Please, let me cover you!
[He fires in the direction of the bullet, and for a second, the gunfire ceases. Then another shot rings out: slightly closer this time. Kamui swears, crouching back down again.]
SORRY work killed me
Did. Did she just stop him... from helping her?
Maybe it's the fog; maybe she couldn't see and thought he was a threat, too? That's the only explanation that makes any sense. Kamui squints to make out the shape of Hazel's form in all the cloudy white as he props himself up on his elbows. Just as another shot rings out, Kamui finally spots Hazel... covering him now?
Huh???] Hey--
[A bullet whistles above both their heads: he flinches, instinctively making himself smaller. He fumbles for the cheap gun in his coat, salvaged from some Shuten mission earlier in the month, and casts Hazel an incredulous glance as he starts to get back to his feet.]
You don't need to do this, I'm fine! Please, let me cover you!
[He fires in the direction of the bullet, and for a second, the gunfire ceases. Then another shot rings out: slightly closer this time. Kamui swears, crouching back down again.]