05-03-2018, 07:04 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Killua was constantly thinking about everything and anything that could possibly happen while he was out and about. Killua always needed to be prepared for anything that could actually happen while he was out alone. Which usually meant that there were aspects of environmental and other creature dangers that he would have to take into factors as well. He wasn't about to let himself be defeated by the likes of any clanner or rogue that he came across. Maybe there would eventually be someone that would be strong enough to take the likes of him on, but that probably wouldn't happen for quite a while. At least that's what he was hoping for right now because with the current injuries he had that was healing, it would be difficult for him to win a fight even if the fight would seem to be easy for him to win in the end. Either way, Killua was amazing when it came to coming up with strategies in the middle of any bad situation that he had gotten himself in. Which those were few and far between with his interactions with the clans that he had done so far. One of the reasons why clans valued his input so much because he always looked at the different scenarios that could happen, especially in any raid, war, or small battle that the clans were bound to get themselves into. He had been through several battles in his life, which just much that he had the experience to back up the words that he said as well. Most had doubts on the factor that he was just a child, but he was a child soldier that had been trained since he was born to take the lives of others and make sure that he would never fail a mission when he was given a job to do. it made it easier on him in this regard, but it left him with other limitations in different areas of his life that he was currently working through. If he ever got himself into a situation that he was going to lose, that just meant that he was probably up against the likes of his family and not the likes of a clanner. His family were formidable opponents, something that only London would know since he was an assassin and more than capable of killing anyone in Snowbound right now. He wanted to have a normal life just like she did, and so they were going to try and help each other in that regard as well. While Killua was thinking about how to get out of this situation, he realized that even if he wanted to try and use his teleportation, he wouldn't be able to see the top of the ravine, so he wouldn't be able to teleport out of it properly even if he tried.
He could use his power to try and teleport to the other side of the wall that he was clinging on, but gravity could make it hard to grab the wall again if he misjudged the power. He didn't anticipate that anyone would have heard him and that there would be help on the way so he was just going to rely on his own powers and skills to get him out of his situation. So, of course, Killua didn't expect to hear Jacob's voice almost out of the blue, his large white ears perking as he looked over his shoulder, which happened to be the shoulder that happened to be the one that was bleeding. "Huh?" Killua mostly said to himself, as he hadn't expected Jacob to be there out of all places. Wait. What was he saying? Jacob was practically everywhere, so he should have anticipated that the other might have heard him or just smelled his blood. Great. An embarrassed chuckle escaped his jaws at the other trying to console him even though he was fairly fine. His left arm was the only one that was the issue, and the rest of his limbs were keeping him plastered to the wall. He had a lot of stamina to spare, and he didn't want to give Jacob a heart attack. "Uhhh its okay. This situation is just more... frustrating than anything." Thanks to all the scar tissue that surrounded his body, he felt no pain from his shoulder. The assassin's voice would echo through the ravine as he gauged how far he would need to jump, or if it was even a good idea to climb even. He flicked one of his ears when he suddenly heard the voice of London. Oh great. Now he looked even more like an idiot. His eyes glanced toward his shoulders and craned his neck to remove the bandages that had been around the stitches from the self-inflicted wound weeks ago. He had to see exactly how bad it was, and it didn't seem to be all that bad. At least to him. Some of the stitches had come undone and the scar tissue ripped slightly. Hearing what London's plan made him panic though. She was planning to what?! "Like hell you're gonna be climbing down here! Just like toss me the rope and I'll grab onto it. You don't have to climb down here." And possibly risk your life for me. Killua would shout quickly as soon as he heard her plan. It wasn't that he didn't trust her skills, he probably wouldn't be able to save both of them if they ended up falling at the same time. Now that would be bad and make the situation worse. His muscles weren't fatigued yet, so he could hold on a little bit longer. But if anything, his tone wasn't panicked, more annoyed and embarrassed.
He could use his power to try and teleport to the other side of the wall that he was clinging on, but gravity could make it hard to grab the wall again if he misjudged the power. He didn't anticipate that anyone would have heard him and that there would be help on the way so he was just going to rely on his own powers and skills to get him out of his situation. So, of course, Killua didn't expect to hear Jacob's voice almost out of the blue, his large white ears perking as he looked over his shoulder, which happened to be the shoulder that happened to be the one that was bleeding. "Huh?" Killua mostly said to himself, as he hadn't expected Jacob to be there out of all places. Wait. What was he saying? Jacob was practically everywhere, so he should have anticipated that the other might have heard him or just smelled his blood. Great. An embarrassed chuckle escaped his jaws at the other trying to console him even though he was fairly fine. His left arm was the only one that was the issue, and the rest of his limbs were keeping him plastered to the wall. He had a lot of stamina to spare, and he didn't want to give Jacob a heart attack. "Uhhh its okay. This situation is just more... frustrating than anything." Thanks to all the scar tissue that surrounded his body, he felt no pain from his shoulder. The assassin's voice would echo through the ravine as he gauged how far he would need to jump, or if it was even a good idea to climb even. He flicked one of his ears when he suddenly heard the voice of London. Oh great. Now he looked even more like an idiot. His eyes glanced toward his shoulders and craned his neck to remove the bandages that had been around the stitches from the self-inflicted wound weeks ago. He had to see exactly how bad it was, and it didn't seem to be all that bad. At least to him. Some of the stitches had come undone and the scar tissue ripped slightly. Hearing what London's plan made him panic though. She was planning to what?! "Like hell you're gonna be climbing down here! Just like toss me the rope and I'll grab onto it. You don't have to climb down here." And possibly risk your life for me. Killua would shout quickly as soon as he heard her plan. It wasn't that he didn't trust her skills, he probably wouldn't be able to save both of them if they ended up falling at the same time. Now that would be bad and make the situation worse. His muscles weren't fatigued yet, so he could hold on a little bit longer. But if anything, his tone wasn't panicked, more annoyed and embarrassed.
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ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
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