[Mitsunari's struggle seems to bring no result, save for an annoyed groan that escapes Ragna's throat. He tightens the grip on his opponent with the claws, all while being careful not to injure him too badly, or worse yet, kill him.
He's not that cautious about not causing him any pain, though.]
You need to chill. How 'bout you go to sleep for a while?
[The mocking tone in his voice is obvious, and the Grim Reaper smirks as he watches the other man. If perhaps Mitsunari has enough strength and focus to look at his face right now, he might notice that the shadow that builds his arm seems to have crawled up the right side of Ragna's neck, now also taking up the area around his red eye.]
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[Mitsunari's struggle seems to bring no result, save for an annoyed groan that escapes Ragna's throat. He tightens the grip on his opponent with the claws, all while being careful not to injure him too badly, or worse yet, kill him.
He's not that cautious about not causing him any pain, though.]
You need to chill. How 'bout you go to sleep for a while?
[The mocking tone in his voice is obvious, and the Grim Reaper smirks as he watches the other man. If perhaps Mitsunari has enough strength and focus to look at his face right now, he might notice that the shadow that builds his arm seems to have crawled up the right side of Ragna's neck, now also taking up the area around his red eye.]
G'night, asshole.