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ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪs Cᴏɴɴᴏʀ ▲ ʀᴋ800 ([personal profile] bleps) wrote 2019-03-27 06:02 pm (UTC)

FOR IGNIS;

((ooc; cont. from here))

[Sending a blade. Connor processes the meaning quick-fire fast, already turning his head to look in the man’s direction, while keeping a tight hold of the citizen still wrapped tight in the vines. Ignis is all impressive dexterity, a laughable sight compared to the android now knocked to the ground, but it’s something to be appreciated later — right now, that dagger embeds itself in a vine itself, making it twist and writhe. Connor reaches out quickly, deft fingers curling around its haft, yanking it free and then swiping at the ones assaulting him.

It cuts cleanly, leaking an ooze with each laceration. Despite the chaos, Connor is careful to avoid it, even as he works to free the citizen next. Moments pass, his LED blinks a mad yellow, and he hopes that Ignis can hold off the vines just a little longer— just a little—

The cut vines give way, the citizen latches onto he android, heaving with fear. Connor is quick to rise them both to their feet, swiping at any vines that get too close.]


Come on! Let’s go!

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