Oh. Man, Hisoka hated to admit this, but-- "I have no idea," he hissed back softly, his eyes sharp and bright on the hollow, his lips peeling back from his teeth. "I don't have the weapons to fight these things, and gods only know when the proper type of shinigami'll show up. They can only be in so many places at once." He breathed in slowly, his eyes narrowing, and raised the gun carefully. The bird-hollow wasn't attacking anymore, no, but its behavior now was almost more unnerving; it was just hovering there, and since when were hollows so intelligent? Hisoka caught his lower lip between his teeth, tightened his grip on the gun, and breathed out as he fired, right into the hollow's eye, its shriek splitting his ears.
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