Jakotsu's ears pricked up as he heard a twig snap. That sound was almost immediately overruled, however, by the voice of that odd little green thing again. He blinked furiously through the smoke but he still couldn't see. He heard a swish and
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Jaken kicked out at the man, his anger knowing no bounds. Only Lord Sesshoumaru could manhandle him like this and get away with it. Smirking, Jaken nodded. "You leave me no choice! Either release me or I will invoke the power of the Staff of Heads!"
Jaken tried to maneuver himself so he could tap the staff on the ground. This foul undead human would never know what hit him when the energy shot forth.
"This is your last warning. Lord Sesshoumaru will surely be vexed when he finds you!"
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"When I say run, you run."
His ears pricked up and he turned around to face the direction of his opponent's voice. He took a step toward him and was pulled over slightly by Jaken struggling and squirming with his clothing still in Jakotsu's hand.
He shook him about violently. "Stop that!" he snapped, kicking out at him since his other hand was occupied with holding the Jakotsutou.
Looking back over to where the voice had come from moments earlier, he heard a sliding metal against metal sound. That damned sword again he thought frustratedly. "Alright, you wanna play cutie? Let's play."
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Thanks to his inuyoukai senses, he was able to see most of his way through the thickening fog. His opponent, undead or not, was a human, and so had little in the way of the senses. He saw a glint of the winding sword carried by his enemy and leapt into the air. Bearing Toukijin, he allowed himself to come crashing down upon the undead man, meaning to end it at that moment.
Play? This is no game.
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