Kanji, however, waited patiently. Oh so patiently.
From under the water, goggles over his eyes, all he saw were feet and the bottom half of every splash, a cascade of bubbles whenever someone jumped into the pool. He wouldn't discriminate, or even know who it was he was grabbing... but he had a rule: No grabbing someone who obviously looked like they were having difficulty.
But this person looked like they were okay at it. This would be his first target.
No sooner had Kid managed to surface from one of many people pushing him in did Kanji move in. There was no warning other than the feel of something grabbing his ankles. Fingers closed, and he moved, swimming outward and down, dragging his quarry with him.
no subject
From under the water, goggles over his eyes, all he saw were feet and the bottom half of every splash, a cascade of bubbles whenever someone jumped into the pool. He wouldn't discriminate, or even know who it was he was grabbing... but he had a rule: No grabbing someone who obviously looked like they were having difficulty.
But this person looked like they were okay at it. This would be his first target.
No sooner had Kid managed to surface from one of many people pushing him in did Kanji move in. There was no warning other than the feel of something grabbing his ankles. Fingers closed, and he moved, swimming outward and down, dragging his quarry with him.