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because i'm apparently slow as balls
idealistic) wrote2015-04-08 10:18 am
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[ no doubt that would have led to a concussion if he didn't have his exsphere on him. the most Lloyd can probably feel is a bump forming on his head-- hardly impeding. it takes a bit for the daze to wear off, but he eventually manages to get himself steady on a foot as he hears Kratos approaching him. what has him on edge is the second set of footsteps he hears-- even without his vision, he can tell it belongs to something large and monstrous.
and it's coming straight for them. ]
Look out! [ that's the only warning Lloyd gives before he jumps to the side, rolling away from the path of… whatever it was that was attacking them. some of the glass shards that fell to the floor ended up in his hand, but he can ignore the stinging from that for now. ]
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Lloyd, I'll draw its attention. You focus on locating an exit.
[guess who's which? and please no arguing. kratos has a chance of fighting without weapons and with the darkness handicap. lloyd's not so lucky. the boy is a normal, if strong human kid, after all.
HIS kid and he'll be damned if his own kid serves as a decoy in a situation this dangerous. fatherly instinct never really dies, nuff said.]
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No way! I'm not leaving you alone with that thing!
[ worried? you better believe he is. he has no doubt in Kratos's battle prowess: he's a very formidable fighter and fully capable of being lethal even without his sword. still, Kratos is his dad. his family. leaving him alone in the face of danger like that, while he potentially runs to safety… it doesn't sit well with him at all. he could already feel the fear clench at his heart, the very same fear he felt when he nearly lost all of his friends one by one at the Tower of Salvation. all because of a situation just like this.
he can't go through that again, especially with Kratos. he nearly lost him once at Origin's seal. he doesn't want to lose him for real. ]
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he resists the urge to groan, instead settling on saving time by jumping straight into a blunt retort. the tone of his voice gains a harshness to it, indicating how serious the man is.]
You have no way of fighting it without injury or possible death. Do as I say and don't argue!
[the implied part got said this time because clearly it needs to be. some worry comes through that bluntness, because kratos is worried. if anything happens to lloyd, if anything happens so close to kratos himself then he'd never be able to forgive himself. anna's death couldn't be avoided; lloyd getting injured or worse can.
rather than wait for a reply, he snaps out his wings and illuminates the area before darting off to the side. please let those footsteps follow that glow and ignore the yelling idiot in red. please.]
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Lloyd, meanwhile, feels far too uncomfortable with this and has half a mind to continue arguing with him. what's to say that the same fate wouldn't befall Kratos? just because he's been alive for 4000 years doesn't mean he's exempt from death: the scare back at Origin's seal was enough proof of that. but again, Kratos is right: Lloyd has nothing to defend himself with, which means he's as good as a sitting duck.
but… he can't just leave his dad alone with this thing! they can't even see it, and that's what terrifies Lloyd the most. he wants to fight against this thing, at least to give them the upper hand, but how can he when it moves so fast and he can't even see the damn thing?! what can he even do to stop it?! he… he can't even take out his own wings to confuse it, much like how Kratos is-- they're far too big to be brought out inside. ]
…Dammit! [ he spins on his heel, moving to run in what he hopes is the direction of the exit. ] Don't you even think about letting it kill you, you hear me?!
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smile vanishing, he focuses on the task at hand. an thought comes regarding spells and if casting any can be doable. judgment, effective and impressive as it is, is a no. that screams hit me while casting for 20 seconds. something basic might work. a fireball takes virtually no time to cast. noise permits for pinpointing both where lloyd and the creature are so the chance of missing the former and hitting the latter both increase.
the only necessary and lacking component to firing off a spell remains to be distance. this thing keeps on sticking way too close to permit to stop moving just yet. just a little more...]
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Lloyd, meanwhile, is focused on finding that exit-- or at least something he could use so that he could fight the monster proper and not leave Kratos behind. once he's far enough from the scuffle, he starts to hesitate. dammit… leaving Kratos behind is already leaving a bad taste in his mouth. he thinks back to the events in the Tower, losing his friends one by one… and then Origin's seal, where he nearly lost his father…
dammit. dammit. dammit. he looks around, squinting in the darkness with hopes that he could find something — a pipe, a stick, paper fans, anything — that could be used to fight against the monster.
the monster that's apparently starting to notice one of his prey is missing as Kratos fends it off more and more… ]
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a quick fireball gets cast to hopefully force the creature to refocus attention on the right target. this thing will NOT go after lloyd. only over kratos' dead body will will he permit it to try to go and attack his son.]