[The sound of the pitchfork piercing into the ground makes him wince, but it doesn't stop Hinata from running; he keeps his own grip tight when he can feel the other man holding on, and he keeps running, his eyes darting around their surroundings.]
Some kind of monster-- that's all I can tell. [It seems... unbelievable, but there's not really any time for him to think about what's believable or not.
But when it seems like they've gotten far enough-- he glances back over his shoulder, past his new companion in hopes the gravekeeper is giving up-- and then pulls the man along, diverting his path to duck past a pillar of the cemetery's gate. He kneels down as they stop, releasing his grip even as he keeps looking out for the gravekeeper.]</small.
You okay? Sorry for the surprise, but I figure it's better than getting stabbed with a pitchfork...
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Some kind of monster-- that's all I can tell. [It seems... unbelievable, but there's not really any time for him to think about what's believable or not.
But when it seems like they've gotten far enough-- he glances back over his shoulder, past his new companion in hopes the gravekeeper is giving up-- and then pulls the man along, diverting his path to duck past a pillar of the cemetery's gate. He kneels down as they stop, releasing his grip even as he keeps looking out for the gravekeeper.]</small. You okay? Sorry for the surprise, but I figure it's better than getting stabbed with a pitchfork...