[ It's like trying to hear him through a fog, grasping desperately at his voice but none of the words come through in her panic. Everything is slipping away- instead of Yamato, all she can see is a man with a gun, pointing it straight at her and then pulling the trigger. Instead of dying, she's left to lie there, to watch as he shoots the people around him, her family and her friends, people she'd sworn to protect and she couldn't and now—-
Tears roll down Kido's face while she lashes out at Yamato, screaming except silent, as if her voice doesn't work. It's small blessings that when her fist connects, the punches don't hurt as much as they should with Yamato's resistance, although they're still very heavy due to Kido's strength. Even when his Counter activates and her fist is thrown back and she recoils, she doesn't seem to register it at all.
The Shadow keeps a tight grip on her. Kido is strong. With her, it could probably take down everybody who ever passes through these doors. ]
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Tears roll down Kido's face while she lashes out at Yamato, screaming except silent, as if her voice doesn't work. It's small blessings that when her fist connects, the punches don't hurt as much as they should with Yamato's resistance, although they're still very heavy due to Kido's strength. Even when his Counter activates and her fist is thrown back and she recoils, she doesn't seem to register it at all.
The Shadow keeps a tight grip on her. Kido is strong. With her, it could probably take down everybody who ever passes through these doors. ]