[ there's not much time left, barnaby knows - right now all that stands between him and death is what's left of his NEXT power, which is fading fast; a blow like this would have killed him almost immediately had his hundred power not been activated, but the brutal accuracy of the wound overcomes even that. he has precious seconds - not nearly long enough, a minute at most.
not enough. no time to say what he wants to say, what he should say. ]
Ko--
[ but he can't talk anyway, the blood is choking him, blocking his throat, his lungs feel tight, constricted, and anything he might have said dies on his tongue.
i'm sorry, kotetsu.
all he can do is collapse into a shuddering heap once the blade is drawn from his body, flung down against kotetsu like a sack of grain, useless and fading. at the very least he is able to tip his chin up to look into his partner's stricken face, but even that is a feat of strength. his green eyes are glassy, glazed, and he finds that he isn't afraid, he's too shocked to be afraid, but he's so deeply, incredibly sorry. if he'd been faster, if he hadn't been so stupid..
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not enough. no time to say what he wants to say, what he should say. ]
Ko--
[ but he can't talk anyway, the blood is choking him, blocking his throat, his lungs feel tight, constricted, and anything he might have said dies on his tongue.
i'm sorry, kotetsu.
all he can do is collapse into a shuddering heap once the blade is drawn from his body, flung down against kotetsu like a sack of grain, useless and fading. at the very least he is able to tip his chin up to look into his partner's stricken face, but even that is a feat of strength. his green eyes are glassy, glazed, and he finds that he isn't afraid, he's too shocked to be afraid, but he's so deeply, incredibly sorry. if he'd been faster, if he hadn't been so stupid..
all of this. all of it is his fault. ]