[Unfortunately for all involved, but most especially the poor, unsuspecting pillow, Yato going at full speed and unable to stop himself from careening forward towards the daemon. So it's no real surprise that he gets a pillow to the face, smacking him in almost slow-motion as it connects with his cheek and knocks him senseless.
Well, even more senseless.
The god lands on the floor with a resounding THUD and a low moan, head spinning as feathers float gently down upon them both, settling on every surface and body, with a light dusting covering Yato. For a few moments he merely lays there, dizzy and disoriented... before gradually pushing himself up so that he's sitting at just the right height to eye Rokurou in the knees.]
What the-- What gives?!
[Seriously!! Was the retaliation really necessary?? That poor pillow...]
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Well, even more senseless.
The god lands on the floor with a resounding THUD and a low moan, head spinning as feathers float gently down upon them both, settling on every surface and body, with a light dusting covering Yato. For a few moments he merely lays there, dizzy and disoriented... before gradually pushing himself up so that he's sitting at just the right height to eye Rokurou in the knees.]
What the-- What gives?!
[Seriously!! Was the retaliation really necessary?? That poor pillow...]