[Kiritsugu is out late, but now that he has some means of defense, he's not as worried as he was after his kidnapping. Still, he's wary, and he tries to remain as unobtrusive as possible if he goes out at night.
He's out tonight doing more work for the shelter, distributing coats and blankets to those of the homeless who don't avail themselves of the services the shelter offers. Their reluctance doesn't change the fact that they get cold. Maybe he's taken on more work than he can handle (and they didn't ask him to go out in the middle of the night), but he's always been one to push himself.
He hears the cries first, followed by a gunshot. He doesn't think. In an instant, he's there. That is, time slows almost to a halt around him as he moves with the same barely masked pain as always, so it seems as if he suddenly appears on the scene, gun in hand, his eyes blank.]
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He's out tonight doing more work for the shelter, distributing coats and blankets to those of the homeless who don't avail themselves of the services the shelter offers. Their reluctance doesn't change the fact that they get cold. Maybe he's taken on more work than he can handle (and they didn't ask him to go out in the middle of the night), but he's always been one to push himself.
He hears the cries first, followed by a gunshot. He doesn't think. In an instant, he's there. That is, time slows almost to a halt around him as he moves with the same barely masked pain as always, so it seems as if he suddenly appears on the scene, gun in hand, his eyes blank.]