Tell wh-- [VI WHAT. Manabu chokes on his words as she launches herself forward. is this what it feels like? watching him run headlong into trouble while someone with a brain cell to spare can barely spit out a word otherwise?
he's not sure what to do in the face of such anarchy. such...whiffed anarchy. did she just...miss hitting a giant, beefy horse?
this isn't good.
Magnet is maybe taking a leaf out of Vi's book in that he heard the good omenly advice, but is instead thundergunning it out to catch up with Vi, launching his little doggie self at one of the horse's legs. this is his tried and true act of annoyance and distraction, pulling a bit of the heat off of people and onto himself like the valiant little warrior he is. it's familiar enough a turn that it snaps Manabu out of that two-second stupor. the rope is cast aside and his gravity saber drawn. he shouts indistinctly, rapping it harshly against the old stone of the church wall beside him before starting forward to further divide up the irritated horse's focus. that, perhaps, will give Vi a moment to recover.]
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he's not sure what to do in the face of such anarchy. such...whiffed anarchy. did she just...miss hitting a giant, beefy horse?
this isn't good.
Magnet is maybe taking a leaf out of Vi's book in that he heard the good omenly advice, but is instead thundergunning it out to catch up with Vi, launching his little doggie self at one of the horse's legs. this is his tried and true act of annoyance and distraction, pulling a bit of the heat off of people and onto himself like the valiant little warrior he is. it's familiar enough a turn that it snaps Manabu out of that two-second stupor. the rope is cast aside and his gravity saber drawn. he shouts indistinctly, rapping it harshly against the old stone of the church wall beside him before starting forward to further divide up the irritated horse's focus. that, perhaps, will give Vi a moment to recover.]