[she doesn't want to cut her losses. she also doesn't want her blood dripping into her eye and possibly making that ...numb? is that a thing that can happen? nope, not finding out - not today, vileblood - she's pressing her hand harder, and if she could simply will it to stop bleeding, she would also count that as a tiny win, but she can't.
vi hears that slide - feels manabu's grip up and under and she leans in - on - until she's up and stumbling on feet as he points his saber outward - between them and a disgusted unicorn that remains in place, even as it paws the ground, snorting. (get. this. blood. off. my. hooves. really is the motivation here - and it glares as it screams, fixing manabu with its icy glare.]
Hnnnff---yup.
[so yeah - there goes the blood into vi's eye - so she's going to listen to manabu, she will reluctantly call it, moving backward and huffing as she does so - one eye on the horse as they backpedal as fast as it will allow them. absolutely not looking very cool right now, this dance away from the pissed off murder horse and a saber's length 0 then more - slowly more - between them.
it doesn't follow, but it yells again, and it doesn't give a fuck if that attracts beasts.
the daze is off - and vi's just as much pulling manabu away from the scene as he is her - so at least there's agreement there - they are both moving in the same direction. the smart direction. the direction they should have gone at the outset. fang would golf clap right now if she knew what that gesture was.]
Go, go, go!!
[shelter? probably a good idea. let's hope they are running in the direction of that.]
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vi hears that slide - feels manabu's grip up and under and she leans in - on - until she's up and stumbling on feet as he points his saber outward - between them and a disgusted unicorn that remains in place, even as it paws the ground, snorting. (get. this. blood. off. my. hooves. really is the motivation here - and it glares as it screams, fixing manabu with its icy glare.]
Hnnnff---yup.
[so yeah - there goes the blood into vi's eye - so she's going to listen to manabu, she will reluctantly call it, moving backward and huffing as she does so - one eye on the horse as they backpedal as fast as it will allow them. absolutely not looking very cool right now, this dance away from the pissed off murder horse and a saber's length 0 then more - slowly more - between them.
it doesn't follow, but it yells again, and it doesn't give a fuck if that attracts beasts.
the daze is off - and vi's just as much pulling manabu away from the scene as he is her - so at least there's agreement there - they are both moving in the same direction. the smart direction. the direction they should have gone at the outset. fang would golf clap right now if she knew what that gesture was.]
Go, go, go!!
[shelter? probably a good idea. let's hope they are running in the direction of that.]