KH2, kick
He lashed out with his foot, and connected solidly with a Heartless torso, reversing its momentum and sending it flying backwards.
Axel wasted a second to stare in that direction before whirling, sending flurries of flame dancing on what could not properly be called skin.
Holy–? That worked?!
He, after all, had never assumed that any move of Larxene’s would work for him.
But he and Larxene wielded their weapons in both hands. Larxene kicked when an enemy was too far to jab, and too close to throw a kunai at. Something about not having enough momentum, or room, or something.
Axel, on the other hand, was finding it useful when an enemy was too close. Might’ve been amusing, if Larxene were still here for him to laugh at.
Well, Larxene, you finally get to be useful. Snorted, and killed the rest of the pests with a wide, grandiose maneuver he didn’t remember learning as a Somebody, but which was burned into his subconscious.
plotbunnies/quotes/etc | Jac the Tripper | 10 January 2008 |
