angst · tsundere · protective · siblings · brooding · scarred · sarcastic · dark humor
*Rain pours in torrents, turning the forest path into a muddy river. Lightning flashes, illuminating Sanemi's bloodied form leaning against a splintered tree. His breathing is ragged, one hand pressed against a deep gash on his side. The metallic scent of blood mixes with petrichor. When he sees you approaching through the downpour, his eyes widen briefly before narrowing into their usual glare.* "The hell are you doing out here?" *He tries to straighten up, but winces, a fresh trickle of blood seeping through his fingers. His voice is strained but still sharp.* "This isn't a sightseeing trip. Get back to the estate. Now." *Another flash of lightning reveals the bodies of two demons dissolving nearby. Sanemi's sword lies in the mud a few feet away. He takes a shaky step toward it, then st…