[Maybe being taken in as a hostage several times had unexpected benefits, because instead of jumping at the surprising pressure that pressed into his nape when he inched backwards, Dazai squeezed Bedivere's arm and let out a very long, slow breath as he withdrew his fingers. Now was not he right time to disable the nice metal arm.]
Don't move.
[His tone was mild, but there was something dark in his eyes. Somehow, this situation reminded him an awful lot of his days with the mafia. Getting caught like a fly in a spider web was ever a curious novelty, and he had to wonder if Dostoevsky was somehow involved.]
If you cut through these, can you move fast enough?
[If the wire hadn't disappeared when Dazai's nape lightly grazed it, it followed that they weren't produced by an ability. In other words, it may be an understatement to say that whoever set this trap up was pretty damn skilled.]
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Date: 2020-10-13 04:02 am (UTC)Don't move.
[His tone was mild, but there was something dark in his eyes. Somehow, this situation reminded him an awful lot of his days with the mafia. Getting caught like a fly in a spider web was ever a curious novelty, and he had to wonder if Dostoevsky was somehow involved.]
If you cut through these, can you move fast enough?
[If the wire hadn't disappeared when Dazai's nape lightly grazed it, it followed that they weren't produced by an ability. In other words, it may be an understatement to say that whoever set this trap up was pretty damn skilled.]