[He does his best, trying to ignore the whispering as his persona draws close. The two litterbearers keep pace with him, seamlessly drifting back as he runs, the penguin-headed cape atop it swirling in circles as Kidou steadfastly refuses to listen to its advice.
Get up.
He sidesteps one shadow, whirling in a flash of cape and color around and through the black mob. It's not enough. He can't see a thing through them, and any means past them is rapidly closing before he can get there. Again, the penguin head swirls down low, leaning over until its beak almost touches his ear. The Shadows race forward, and this time, Kidou finally obeys, sweeping his leg around his ball to kick it backwards and up, then leaping high into the air to claim it against his chest... and landing solidly on the litter's platform that maneuvered beneath him. The wings extend from its side, and his strange Eligor takes to the sky.
It's just in time, too - the whole battlefield extends before him just as the mob he'd attracted closes in on itself. The narrow circle of his vision sweeps across the field, stopping when it centers on a familiar-looking figure currently making a mad dash towards that same center knot of shadows trying to reach up to claw at the dangling legs of his Eligor. Haruka. No... considering everyone else, would he really be Lenka? Kidou shoves the question aside as irrelevant for the moment.
Behind him - someone he doesn't recognize, but with a warhorse and a knight on it, he can guess. But it doesn't matter, either. Not yet. What does is that they're at risk of the same trap he fell into. If they keep moving forward, the shadows behind them are already moving into a pincer formation. Those monsters are going to move that center knot right around them!
Sweeping his sniper rifle into position, Kidou takes aim. Don't think of them as living things. Think of them as targets, something urges at the back of his mind, but he can't tell if the thought came from him or the penguin beak arced over his shoulder. All he can tell is it's enough to make him pull the trigger, and one of the nearest shadows to Jaune dissipates into black smoke.]
Don't go towards the center! [He's not sure if he can reach two people at once, but he's damn well going to try.] They'll surround you! Turn to your 3'oclock!
[There's no more prompting needed. Kidou'll work on sniping what he can from his airborne position, though he has to pause a short while between each shot to center it properly. If he can just get them out of the thickest part...]
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Get up.
He sidesteps one shadow, whirling in a flash of cape and color around and through the black mob. It's not enough. He can't see a thing through them, and any means past them is rapidly closing before he can get there. Again, the penguin head swirls down low, leaning over until its beak almost touches his ear. The Shadows race forward, and this time, Kidou finally obeys, sweeping his leg around his ball to kick it backwards and up, then leaping high into the air to claim it against his chest... and landing solidly on the litter's platform that maneuvered beneath him. The wings extend from its side, and his strange Eligor takes to the sky.
It's just in time, too - the whole battlefield extends before him just as the mob he'd attracted closes in on itself. The narrow circle of his vision sweeps across the field, stopping when it centers on a familiar-looking figure currently making a mad dash towards that same center knot of shadows trying to reach up to claw at the dangling legs of his Eligor. Haruka. No... considering everyone else, would he really be Lenka? Kidou shoves the question aside as irrelevant for the moment.
Behind him - someone he doesn't recognize, but with a warhorse and a knight on it, he can guess. But it doesn't matter, either. Not yet. What does is that they're at risk of the same trap he fell into. If they keep moving forward, the shadows behind them are already moving into a pincer formation. Those monsters are going to move that center knot right around them!
Sweeping his sniper rifle into position, Kidou takes aim. Don't think of them as living things. Think of them as targets, something urges at the back of his mind, but he can't tell if the thought came from him or the penguin beak arced over his shoulder. All he can tell is it's enough to make him pull the trigger, and one of the nearest shadows to Jaune dissipates into black smoke.]
Don't go towards the center! [He's not sure if he can reach two people at once, but he's damn well going to try.] They'll surround you! Turn to your 3'oclock!
[There's no more prompting needed. Kidou'll work on sniping what he can from his airborne position, though he has to pause a short while between each shot to center it properly. If he can just get them out of the thickest part...]