Who: Heine Rammsteiner (
nebenmond) || Nill (
mitescent) || Giovanni (
pseudism) || Fuyumine Naoto (
acierate) [Open if you really want to join \o/]
What: finding nill bb
Where: somewhere in the underground
When: Just after
this (
(perhaps she's overwhelmed) and i cannot be apart from you. )
Silence. Silence so loud that it's quieter than nonexistence; that the sound of the gunshot still rings out in his ears after the initial sharp burn has numbed through and he feels liquid start to drip its way down the skin of his arm. It echos, taunting, shredding nerves and control, the smell of the gunpowder that ignited inside the cartridge to drive the bullet into its target, influencing all effects further.
Call it a hunch that Heine believes Giovanni not to be stupid enough to shoot Nill, because without her he has nothing. Because Nill is a wildcard opportunity and would be for many more times to come if Giovanni feels the desire to use her. So, call it just a hunch that killing Nill, at least in this second isn't what Giovanni is after as far as Heine is concerned. Call that hunch the reason why he doesn't even flinch when the metal pierces his arm, cold burning steel embedding in to shatter bone (if only that was its only purpose). Doesn't matter why, though, just matters that she's simply safe. She's safe, that was to terrify them both, that was
-just too goddamn close to let it go.
Heine had moved his arm to shove Nill back and step to the side in front of her as soon as that bullet hit his arm; his movements fast as to not give Giovanni a chance to fire at her, too, before she was completely behind him. Behind him is where she belongs. Not beside him where his asshole brother can fire weapons so goddamn close to her head. Especially not so close that strands of her fine hair are picked up ever so slightly by the speed of the bullet passing in an attempt to traumatize her into releasing his arm.
She doesn't. Heine does it for her, though.
He pulls forward, away from Nill firmly, giving no suggestion she can hold onto him any longer, despite. His tone is quiet, low and frayed with coldness as much as gentle concern-none of the coldness is for her and all of the concern is. The words, "Don't Look," are only for her, as well and Stay behind me is a given until there is place to tell her otherwise.
Then he raises his voice to speak to the third individual present, giving a shrug of the shoulders as if shaking the pain dipping into his arm off like a dog does water. He wiggles his fingers idly to test for usability, but makes no move to draw either gun, although one hand does remain ready.]
Yeah, about that.
[Stepping forward once, he cracks his neck toward the side that Giovanni shot at.] I'm forgetting what you look like full of holes to the head.
[Later, he's sure he'll wish that threat to be the reason why he told Nill to not watch.
A smile cracks on Heine's face, teeth bared, glaring up at Giovanni with hard anticipation. So, Giovanni is so sure Nill is his weakness. Giovanni's right. Heine denies nothing. Too much has just happened for this to be added in such a short period of time. And he just found her.]
Too bad I'm going to fucking rip you apart this time, instead.
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