[ He tries not to breathe the smoke in, but it's almost impossible, even if he's trying to not waste any time and get this done as soon as possible.
The real question is how he should do it. Well, it's not like he can consider all his options carefully—the smoke makes tears form in the corners of his eyes—so, perhaps a little carelessly, Hibiki splashes the liquid on the door. The hissing sound sounds both promising and ominous and he steps away.
Save from that, nothing really happens though. ]
Maybe if I stare long enough, I'll make a hole in the door.
[ Or maybe he should lick it, as he's known of his poison tongue. ]
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The real question is how he should do it. Well, it's not like he can consider all his options carefully—the smoke makes tears form in the corners of his eyes—so, perhaps a little carelessly, Hibiki splashes the liquid on the door. The hissing sound sounds both promising and ominous and he steps away.
Save from that, nothing really happens though. ]
Maybe if I stare long enough, I'll make a hole in the door.
[ Or maybe he should lick it, as he's known of his poison tongue. ]