[Oh. UHOH. Simon severely underestimated just what sort of person he's dealing with here. He's used to totally normal humans who don't have sword tails or things like that, so that's his bad, right there. Taka ruffles his feathers and appears ready to charge right back into the fray, but Simon won't risk it. His hawk buddy must not be harmed!
Time to play as dirty as possible. He pulls his hand back for a swift iaijutsu move, sending a slice Katze's way. (Canon never explains how this works; it's sort of like throwing a tiny knife, except it's just air.) To be precise, he's aiming for the obi, hoping to cut it to the point where it'll slip down again. It's meant to be a distraction, if anything, because a split second later he's whirled himself around so he can weasel his way into the crowd. If he can just disappear into the masses...!]
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Time to play as dirty as possible. He pulls his hand back for a swift iaijutsu move, sending a slice Katze's way. (Canon never explains how this works; it's sort of like throwing a tiny knife, except it's just air.) To be precise, he's aiming for the obi, hoping to cut it to the point where it'll slip down again. It's meant to be a distraction, if anything, because a split second later he's whirled himself around so he can weasel his way into the crowd. If he can just disappear into the masses...!]