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Justice RIDES AGAIN!!!
Lucas Marsolet
Location: gone away for a bit
Nearby: Rocket Raccon... and Scarecrow? Mom?! You're here too?
Mood: A bit drooly?
@s @Teh Frixz
“Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaarde!” He thinks.
Even as he starts his tuck, Luc realizes he is too slow by half. He is used to training with normal humans, and badly misjudged just how fast another super can be, particularly this one. She just always seemed so funny and friendly and cheerful, the last thing he ever pictured doing was fighting her. Anyway, major tactical error. What was it De Luca was always saying? Something about the impossibility of overestimating anyone wearing a class 4 limiter. He said it better. Can't quite recall the words. Something pithy that sounded deep. Really should make an effort to listen more closely, and take notes.
Somewhere in the midst of this thought, it occurs to Luc that things are taking an unusually long time to happen. He's never had a fight without his limiter on before, maybe this is what it is like? Weirdly, it is a little bit boring. He saw her hand already starting down as he began his maneuver. She's got him, dead to rights. This fight is over, and he has lost. Can't we cut to the end? Just then, her hand flops down wetly on the back of his head, scuttles like a crab down to the base of his neck, and grips tight.
“How on earth is she so strong?”
is his last conscious thought before time flips back to normal speed. She maintains her grip on his neck as she catapults over-top, and there is a terrible cracking and popping sound at the back of his neck as they skid together to a stop some ten feet away. Some part of him inwardly nods in approval at her restraint technique as she pins his upper arm with her free hand and wraps his legs with hers. Outwardly, nodding seems like a bad plan. Was that the sound of his neck snapping just then? That would be bad. Riley hisses something in his ear, demanding his attention.
“Hall Pass?”
Oooh, oooh, ooh! He knows the answer to this one. This is an easy one. Hm. Can't raise a hand, it's pinned... ...and where have his feet gotten to? Aha! He'll raise an eyebrow! ...that didn't work. Maybe he should just call out the answer? Seems rude, somehow. What was the question? Could you phrase your answer in the form of a question? Are the lights getting dimmer, or is it just his eyes? There is a flutter of panic somewhere down deep in his chest now, but mostly he just feels very peaceful and floaty. His vision is tunneling a bit now. He giggles a little, then sighs.
“Maman?”
Location: gone away for a bit
Nearby: Rocket Raccon... and Scarecrow? Mom?! You're here too?
Mood: A bit drooly?
@s @Teh Frixz
“Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaarde!” He thinks.
Even as he starts his tuck, Luc realizes he is too slow by half. He is used to training with normal humans, and badly misjudged just how fast another super can be, particularly this one. She just always seemed so funny and friendly and cheerful, the last thing he ever pictured doing was fighting her. Anyway, major tactical error. What was it De Luca was always saying? Something about the impossibility of overestimating anyone wearing a class 4 limiter. He said it better. Can't quite recall the words. Something pithy that sounded deep. Really should make an effort to listen more closely, and take notes.
Somewhere in the midst of this thought, it occurs to Luc that things are taking an unusually long time to happen. He's never had a fight without his limiter on before, maybe this is what it is like? Weirdly, it is a little bit boring. He saw her hand already starting down as he began his maneuver. She's got him, dead to rights. This fight is over, and he has lost. Can't we cut to the end? Just then, her hand flops down wetly on the back of his head, scuttles like a crab down to the base of his neck, and grips tight.
“How on earth is she so strong?”
is his last conscious thought before time flips back to normal speed. She maintains her grip on his neck as she catapults over-top, and there is a terrible cracking and popping sound at the back of his neck as they skid together to a stop some ten feet away. Some part of him inwardly nods in approval at her restraint technique as she pins his upper arm with her free hand and wraps his legs with hers. Outwardly, nodding seems like a bad plan. Was that the sound of his neck snapping just then? That would be bad. Riley hisses something in his ear, demanding his attention.
“Hall Pass?”
Oooh, oooh, ooh! He knows the answer to this one. This is an easy one. Hm. Can't raise a hand, it's pinned... ...and where have his feet gotten to? Aha! He'll raise an eyebrow! ...that didn't work. Maybe he should just call out the answer? Seems rude, somehow. What was the question? Could you phrase your answer in the form of a question? Are the lights getting dimmer, or is it just his eyes? There is a flutter of panic somewhere down deep in his chest now, but mostly he just feels very peaceful and floaty. His vision is tunneling a bit now. He giggles a little, then sighs.
“Maman?”
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