[Katurian, meanwhile, isn't exactly used to dodging scythes, though he does manage, albeit barely. The blade cuts but doesn't sever, and with all the adrenaline pumping through his veins, he barely even registers the quick flash of pain that accompanies it. It's a subtle shift in lighting. A new tone in his ear.
He really needs to start carrying a gun again.]
Help! POLICE!
[He's off balance and scared out of his wits, but he sure as hell isn't curling up and dying this time. He kicks gravel at Gamzee, hoping that it'll distract him long enough to escape. He doesn't even wait for his response before trying to turn and run.]
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He really needs to start carrying a gun again.]
Help! POLICE!
[He's off balance and scared out of his wits, but he sure as hell isn't curling up and dying this time. He kicks gravel at Gamzee, hoping that it'll distract him long enough to escape. He doesn't even wait for his response before trying to turn and run.]