sharkmaid: (⚡ struggle)
松岡 凛 || Rin Matsuoka ([personal profile] sharkmaid) wrote in [community profile] thenearshore 2017-01-19 09:12 am (UTC)

The scent of blood was everywhere and it made his head spin, not because of how intoxicating it was, but because he knew where it was coming from. Because he foolishly let his guard down at the worst possible moment, his shinki was bleeding out on the ground, defenseless and in pain he could only begin to imagine. Yes, he knew they needed practice, but not at the expense of their own lives. So as unfortunate as it would be to call the mission off, at this point Rin felt as if they had no other choice. He needed to keep the rest of the pack at bay then swoop in the teleport the two of them to safety, maybe even Angel too if he could manage. At first, it seemed like the perfect plan, but that sharp curse distracted him and sure enough one thing led to another.

"Ngh! Sousuke, stay down!" he growled as he brought a hand up to grip his injured shoulder. He couldn't move his arm properly and every breath in stretched and pulled the skin tighter over each deep gouge, which didn't spell anything good for their chances of escape. No. He had to keep focused. They needed to get out of here, it wasn't supposed to end like this--!

His feet shifted, ready to make a run for Sousuke anyway, but before he had the chance, the swirling, angry waves lifted at his feet and kept him pinned in place with shock. Flickers of energy left behind from his previous attack shone through the dark water like electricity and as the waves propelled forward towards the pack of ayakashi, Rin felt that shared frustration and desperation surge between them. To be honest, that was probably the diving force behind the attack, which made it as effective as it was, catching the lunging wolves off guard and successfully grabbing them by the legs after a few squirms. Rin couldn't see much from where he stood, and it wasn't like his focus could drift once he felt something cool and soothing pressing against his open wounds.

Water with that slight tint of pink floating near the surface-- Look, Sousuke! It's a sakura pool!

Gritting his teeth, Rin straightened to the best of his ability, because he knew they weren't going to have another chance as good as this. His injuries be damned, he swiped his fingers across the watery vortex and with an sharp arc tried to manipulate the tendrils to move upward and spread, raising the wolves high into the air just as the first before proceeding to absorb their bodies in dense, dark bubbles of water. "Come on, Sousuke," he hissed through his teeth, eyes flickering over at his shinki. "Let's finish this!"

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