[ archer is just drifting in the safe house after the Drama, watching the other members of this new "coven" he's supposed to be a part of when akira catches his eye. he knows the type, so of course he notices. A Protagonist™. not always easy to pick out of a crowd, except when they're the kind so invested in heroics. you can just tell, after a while — or you could be any other person with a sense of logic: if he's not dead, and he's that injured, he clearly wasn't making himself the first priority when the uvi attacked.
he pauses by the table, and spins the dagger with a quick flick of the pommel, blade flashing around the single fixed point of the crossguard. ]
Should have gone for their eyes.
[ thick skinned as the invading people were, eyes are still just eyes. only so many ways you can keep them safe and still see where you're going. it's not even a joke. it's just really late advice. if you're going to need to get that close to an enemy with a defense like that, you should at least pick out where your weapon will do the most damage ahead of time. ]
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he pauses by the table, and spins the dagger with a quick flick of the pommel, blade flashing around the single fixed point of the crossguard. ]
Should have gone for their eyes.
[ thick skinned as the invading people were, eyes are still just eyes. only so many ways you can keep them safe and still see where you're going. it's not even a joke. it's just really late advice. if you're going to need to get that close to an enemy with a defense like that, you should at least pick out where your weapon will do the most damage ahead of time. ]