[The beast makes it's appearance. Ives has good vision in low light and darkness, a benefit of his squared pupils. He's quick to scan over the beast. Three heads, though one appeared fearful and one appeared disinterested. The coat goes by unnoticed by him at a glance, but while he's looking to see what manner of claws it has, he notes... a brace?
His nose twitches. His eyes narrow. No, he'd hope not. Out in Willful Machine- so nearby-
Ives stops holding his breath, reaching to the ends of his horns. He pops the golden caps off each side, asking of his compatriots]
Can you two hold a distraction-? If I can get it under my sleeping magic, I- [he wants to know if Nehan's in there- but saying as much? To at least one person he knows knows the man... that's unwise. That might set them to panic. Or worse, refuse to fight at all. Ives would risk life and limb if the man could be rescued, but he won't risk other people's safety to keep a beast alive.]
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His nose twitches. His eyes narrow. No, he'd hope not. Out in Willful Machine- so nearby-
Ives stops holding his breath, reaching to the ends of his horns. He pops the golden caps off each side, asking of his compatriots]
Can you two hold a distraction-? If I can get it under my sleeping magic, I- [he wants to know if Nehan's in there- but saying as much? To at least one person he knows knows the man... that's unwise. That might set them to panic. Or worse, refuse to fight at all. Ives would risk life and limb if the man could be rescued, but he won't risk other people's safety to keep a beast alive.]
Trust me and give me time to try.