[The sweep works -- he'd never seen Ren use it against a Shadow, or against him, so he's not expecting it. The world swirls around him as he plummets and only barely manages to tuck his head to keep from smacking it against the ground. It doesn't stop the wind from getting knocked out of him from the harsh impact, and before he can stop him, Ren's straddling him, and on instinct alone, Akechi snaps his blade in.
There's a definite heat behind the feeling of the blade pressed to his throat, but if Ren takes a moment to assess, he'll realize Akechi's serrated blade is braced between them. If it weren't wrapped, it would take but a flick of his wrist to disembowel him.
His breath comes hard between parted lips as he glares up at Ren. His lips twist into a wide smirk as he defiantly tilts his head back to expose more of his throat; at the same time, he presses the covered blade up against Ren's stomach, letting him feel the potential danger.]
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[The sweep works -- he'd never seen Ren use it against a Shadow, or against him, so he's not expecting it. The world swirls around him as he plummets and only barely manages to tuck his head to keep from smacking it against the ground. It doesn't stop the wind from getting knocked out of him from the harsh impact, and before he can stop him, Ren's straddling him, and on instinct alone, Akechi snaps his blade in.
There's a definite heat behind the feeling of the blade pressed to his throat, but if Ren takes a moment to assess, he'll realize Akechi's serrated blade is braced between them. If it weren't wrapped, it would take but a flick of his wrist to disembowel him.
His breath comes hard between parted lips as he glares up at Ren. His lips twist into a wide smirk as he defiantly tilts his head back to expose more of his throat; at the same time, he presses the covered blade up against Ren's stomach, letting him feel the potential danger.]
Dying on each other's swords, are we?
[Romantic.]