fibrillate: (we can't can't recall the feelings)
Hope Carassia ([personal profile] fibrillate) wrote in [community profile] nashira_ooc 2025-04-18 02:23 pm (UTC)

It seems like this guy taking even just one hit is enough to knock Hope out of that dancing stupor that they'd been placed in, and as their senses return to them and their feet settle back down, they look between the Nova Knight and the weird alien—

—the alien doesn't seem deterred yet. It knows a little bit about what it's fighting now, but that kick could have just been a lucky shot. It slams one strange palm against the ground, trying to cause a little bit of an earthshaker of its own, and sends out a line of squares that explode one after another in rainbow, discotheque lights. "Come on, baby, all I want to do is show the people a good time. Cut loose! Be who they really are! It worked with you, didn't it?" A too-wide grin spreads on its face as it says that last part.

And Hope takes the chance to shake out their feet and bolt away, towards the exit, with barely a "sorry" shouted over their shoulder. The sounds of their footsteps are the only thing they leave behind, and even though they do have a plan, it sure doesn't seem like they do. The alien's grin deepens. "I'll get her later."

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