[ NOW THAT I HAVE THIS THREAD TRACKED... The shaking had been ineffective, but Bakhura has the right idea of go big or go home, the book landing right on Minato's face. His eyes snap open, blinking unseeingly for a moment as the book slides off his face and the edge hitting his chest for double damage. ]
What?
[ Why is there a book? ]
Who are you...?
[ He'd checked their profiles for their names but. This one's not good with faces. ]
no subject
What?
[ Why is there a book? ]
Who are you...?
[ He'd checked their profiles for their names but. This one's not good with faces. ]