[they should, for all the good it might do them - at least that would be something. that would be the smarter thing to do.
vi knows just as much about horses of any kind as manabu does - possibly less - she has never attempted any horsing and should know better, might know better, but her confidence and her desire to impress d have been dialed up several levels thanks to the the little statue she'd retrieved from under the sea. this reflects on her decision making in a number of ways.
first off, yeah, magnet get back! fang's already well out of the line of fire, just giving her best this is actually happening look toward magnet, and a nod toward ....higher ground. toward away from the approaching steed.
second: she heard high ground - she did, it even sounds logical, but in the face of what she thinks are pretty good odds she just.
well, sometimes you've shoot for the stars. or in this case: aim to punch the horse.]
Make sure you tell D!!
[said over her shoulder before she's off - running at a slight diagonal, hoping to launch herself into the beast from the side before it knows what hit it, before it reaches manabu, she aims to knock it out cold. she should be able to do this.
no one should be letting her do this.
which might be why when she attempts what she thinks is a sure shot of fist into horseflesh it ...doesn't quite land?? what a time to have a an issue with what she'd thought had gone away - unreliable blood shenanigans - but vi's fist is slowed - she's slowed, and everything else is unfolding at exactly the usual speed, which is why the steed is able to sidestep this annoying human, turn, and plow straight into her.
it roars out an angry huff as violet falls at regular speed, shouting in surprise as she finds herself trying to get up and dodge a kick at the same time.]
Fuck?!
[no, it is not going to try and bite her, it is not an idiot, thank you - it can smell what kind of blood she has and it doesn't even want that blood on its horn, which is the only win she has at the moment.]
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vi knows just as much about horses of any kind as manabu does - possibly less - she has never attempted any horsing and should know better, might know better, but her confidence and her desire to impress d have been dialed up several levels thanks to the the little statue she'd retrieved from under the sea. this reflects on her decision making in a number of ways.
first off, yeah, magnet get back! fang's already well out of the line of fire, just giving her best this is actually happening look toward magnet, and a nod toward ....higher ground. toward away from the approaching steed.
second: she heard high ground - she did, it even sounds logical, but in the face of what she thinks are pretty good odds she just.
well, sometimes you've shoot for the stars. or in this case: aim to punch the horse.]
Make sure you tell D!!
[said over her shoulder before she's off - running at a slight diagonal, hoping to launch herself into the beast from the side before it knows what hit it, before it reaches manabu, she aims to knock it out cold. she should be able to do this.
no one should be letting her do this.
which might be why when she attempts what she thinks is a sure shot of fist into horseflesh it ...doesn't quite land?? what a time to have a an issue with what she'd thought had gone away - unreliable blood shenanigans - but vi's fist is slowed - she's slowed, and everything else is unfolding at exactly the usual speed, which is why the steed is able to sidestep this annoying human, turn, and plow straight into her.
it roars out an angry huff as violet falls at regular speed, shouting in surprise as she finds herself trying to get up and dodge a kick at the same time.]
Fuck?!
[no, it is not going to try and bite her, it is not an idiot, thank you - it can smell what kind of blood she has and it doesn't even want that blood on its horn, which is the only win she has at the moment.]