[ While he gets into position, Allen uses a second ribbon to snag its foot and rip it off its feet. One opening, all they need is an opening. And so, stabbing downward, he wedges the dip of his sword into the beveled edging of the star on its potbelly. Not enough leverage or strength when this close to pierce it, but he grits his teeth and bears down to hold it. It's screaming in rage now, no longer amused. "Let go! Let go of me! Dirty, dirty!"
So when a shadow suddenly falls over them both, Allen takes a quick breath as his attention momentarily snaps upward to... ice. A glacier hanging momentarily like an island in the sky -- and coming to a tapered point above his head. And his eyes widen in understanding. Like Lenalee. Somehow, he knew to do it like Lenalee did.
But unlike Lenalee... it's big. And would crush him, but if he lets go the squirming and shrieking akuma will just toss his sword aside. So he puts his weight behind it and bears down. Gotta just hold it until the last moment then.
"Dirty, dirty, dirty Innocence! Let go of me!" ]
I won't. [ It's muttered grimly with déjà vu, locking eyes with it. But something... sparks in its. Intelligence and desperation. And it lets go as both of its arms twist into massive, organic gatling guns. Pointed directly at his face.
His eyes go wide, not even having the time to breath. ] !
[ The sound of machine gun fire echoes in the night. There's a scream, and a slender, cloaked form is thrown back (pulled back? hard to tell, for a moment it flung wide like wings). Clear of the glacier as it slams down into where the akuma was in a fragmented explosion.
But this time Allen lies still. His cloak tattered and looking far worse for wear, riddled with holes and the pale glow of it making it hard to tell if there's blood. ]
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So when a shadow suddenly falls over them both, Allen takes a quick breath as his attention momentarily snaps upward to... ice. A glacier hanging momentarily like an island in the sky -- and coming to a tapered point above his head. And his eyes widen in understanding. Like Lenalee. Somehow, he knew to do it like Lenalee did.
But unlike Lenalee... it's big. And would crush him, but if he lets go the squirming and shrieking akuma will just toss his sword aside. So he puts his weight behind it and bears down. Gotta just hold it until the last moment then.
"Dirty, dirty, dirty Innocence! Let go of me!" ]
I won't. [ It's muttered grimly with déjà vu, locking eyes with it. But something... sparks in its. Intelligence and desperation. And it lets go as both of its arms twist into massive, organic gatling guns. Pointed directly at his face.
His eyes go wide, not even having the time to breath. ] !
[ The sound of machine gun fire echoes in the night. There's a scream, and a slender, cloaked form is thrown back (pulled back? hard to tell, for a moment it flung wide like wings). Clear of the glacier as it slams down into where the akuma was in a fragmented explosion.
But this time Allen lies still. His cloak tattered and looking far worse for wear, riddled with holes and the pale glow of it making it hard to tell if there's blood. ]