[As the mass of blades clears the doorway -by way of shaving half of it into slivers- it rolls, glides, scores into the hallway. Gouges are carved out of the ground, the walls and ceiling, the knives and legs making thuk thuk noises as they stick into their surroundings before they are wrenched free.
The mass picks up speed; Riku's makeshift sword isn't enough.
A door flies open -a familiar door, with water patterns reflected on the ceiling inside- and a voice calls urgently,]
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Date: 2010-10-08 10:35 pm (UTC)The mass picks up speed; Riku's makeshift sword isn't enough.
A door flies open -a familiar door, with water patterns reflected on the ceiling inside- and a voice calls urgently,]
Children, inside! Inside, quickly!