[It's only when Sayo sees that achingly familiar glare of loathing (and self-loathing) on Kaworu's face does she realize that while all the stakes of burning accusation that she slung toward Kaworu's heart may have hurt, it's those that she drove into her own that truly hit their mark.
For a precious second, she freezes, a look of suitably self-abashed horror on her face as she sees Kaworu's body distort in the same way she felt her soul slowly warp over the course of years on Rokkenjima.
But then his own words dig thorns into the battered organ weakly pumping black bile through Sayo's veins, and her face twists in turn as she takes up a stance to meet Kaworu's charge.]
OhhhHHHHHH, of course! Why didn't I THINK about that before! Timing, timing, time, it's always TIMING, always a meeting far far far TOO LATE FOR IT TO MATTER! SO BLAME ME FOR A QUIRK OF DESTINY! After all, monsters like us, by body or by nature, ARE ALWAYS DESTINED FOR TRAGEDY!
BUT AT LEAST MY WEAK WILL WASN'T WHAT SENT THE OLD MAN INTO HIS PERSONAL HELL! THAT WAS ALL YOU, KAWORUUUU NAAAAAAAGISSAAAAAAAAAAAA!
[Sayo's leg snaps up into an impressive roundhouse kick, one that would probably be enough to knock Kaworu's reckless charge off course... if he wasn't supernaturally protected by his AT field. Clicking her tongue, Sayo slides back through the slowly pooling blood, not caring that she's brushed against a few more tiles as she takes up a Cobra Kai stance and starts bouncing on the balls of her feet.]
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For a precious second, she freezes, a look of suitably self-abashed horror on her face as she sees Kaworu's body distort in the same way she felt her soul slowly warp over the course of years on Rokkenjima.
But then his own words dig thorns into the battered organ weakly pumping black bile through Sayo's veins, and her face twists in turn as she takes up a stance to meet Kaworu's charge.]
OhhhHHHHHH, of course! Why didn't I THINK about that before! Timing, timing, time, it's always TIMING, always a meeting far far far TOO LATE FOR IT TO MATTER! SO BLAME ME FOR A QUIRK OF DESTINY! After all, monsters like us, by body or by nature, ARE ALWAYS DESTINED FOR TRAGEDY!
BUT AT LEAST MY WEAK WILL WASN'T WHAT SENT THE OLD MAN INTO HIS PERSONAL HELL! THAT WAS ALL YOU, KAWORUUUU NAAAAAAAGISSAAAAAAAAAAAA!
[Sayo's leg snaps up into an impressive roundhouse kick, one that would probably be enough to knock Kaworu's reckless charge off course... if he wasn't supernaturally protected by his AT field. Clicking her tongue, Sayo slides back through the slowly pooling blood, not caring that she's brushed against a few more tiles as she takes up a Cobra Kai stance and starts bouncing on the balls of her feet.]