[ He'd split from the other two as soon as they reached the target area -- and not subtly, either.
No point in beating around the busy when they all knew this was an alliance made purely for the sake of completing the job, and Gen had no intention of letting either of them learn more about his abilities than absolutely necessary. A gruff 'I'll keep an eye out from cover,' was all he'd said before ducking out of view into a side alleyway; even if Makoto or Sebastian bothered to glance into the shadows, they would have found him completely vanished from sight.
It's from several feet behind and hidden inside the ground that Gen trails after Makoto, hidden completely from sight. Nice and easy. And what do you know -- it hardly takes any time before their likely target dips into view just above him, footsteps soft despite that feigned casual attitude.
Maybe this'll be quick.
He doesn't bother telling Makoto that he's being followed. Less because he's worried that Makoto will react to that information in a way that will alert their target -- he's sure a sneaky fuck like Makoto is more than capable of feigning calm regardless -- and more because he doesn't really want to Communion with Makoto any more than absolutely necessary. And there's no need, anyway.
The moment their target seems to have made up their mind, baring those crimson claws and starting to lunge in for the kill -- the ground beneath his feet is suddenly gouged out, abruptly sinking his legs several feet into the ground before the dirt closes up around them. Neatly trapping him in place, the earth continuing to squeeze tighter and tighter around those trapped limbs.
Gen remains hidden out of view for the moment, but he breathes a low exhale to himself from his hiding spot underground; surely the other two should be able to finish that off without any problems, right? ]
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No point in beating around the busy when they all knew this was an alliance made purely for the sake of completing the job, and Gen had no intention of letting either of them learn more about his abilities than absolutely necessary. A gruff 'I'll keep an eye out from cover,' was all he'd said before ducking out of view into a side alleyway; even if Makoto or Sebastian bothered to glance into the shadows, they would have found him completely vanished from sight.
It's from several feet behind and hidden inside the ground that Gen trails after Makoto, hidden completely from sight. Nice and easy. And what do you know -- it hardly takes any time before their likely target dips into view just above him, footsteps soft despite that feigned casual attitude.
Maybe this'll be quick.
He doesn't bother telling Makoto that he's being followed. Less because he's worried that Makoto will react to that information in a way that will alert their target -- he's sure a sneaky fuck like Makoto is more than capable of feigning calm regardless -- and more because he doesn't really want to Communion with Makoto any more than absolutely necessary. And there's no need, anyway.
The moment their target seems to have made up their mind, baring those crimson claws and starting to lunge in for the kill -- the ground beneath his feet is suddenly gouged out, abruptly sinking his legs several feet into the ground before the dirt closes up around them. Neatly trapping him in place, the earth continuing to squeeze tighter and tighter around those trapped limbs.
Gen remains hidden out of view for the moment, but he breathes a low exhale to himself from his hiding spot underground; surely the other two should be able to finish that off without any problems, right? ]