Madara is just going to body the thing down off the desk and try to pin it to the floor. If it's stronger than him, great. Can he knee it in any sensitive areas? He would not like to think about sensitive areas on this weird creature but he's feeling feisty.]
[ hien is really just their little meow meow here and madara... rest in pieces. somehow the mental image of madara going up against the little creature and losing(?) is. so much.
anyway, sabo's going to have a bit of a staring contest with the friend(?)-shaped creature also looking back at the mark on his arm and then back at it. like... are they having this wordless communication of sorts? he'll keep his head at an angle as he sees where this will go. ]
You know what this is and it's a surprise to you to see it on me.
[ it's not a question but clearly sabo wants more clarity. no more shaking or threatening aura; now he's shifting gears to see what it has to say. with or without words. ]
[ > Madara can knee them in the head or something, sure, because they are not going to go down otherwise. But they manages to wrestle their way out of Madara's grasp (thanks, RNG) and they scramble their way out of the auditorium. Farewell, idol cowboy.
> Sabo has a staring contest with the fellow, and the timing of this is inconvenient. They start fading away, just like #1, and the only thing they manage to say is: ]
[ Hien belatedly realizes that he probably should have recorded this from how ridiculously they looked and is surprised when he sees it disappearing from Sabo's hold. Did he accidentally choke it to death??
Since Madara is closeby, he holds his hand out to help him up. ]
[ there sure are two types of people...or even three types of people? let's just say he isn't going to be laughing when his #3 disappears just as it starts talking to him. SO CLOSE!!!! but what's done is done and he can only tsk loudly and unapologetically.
in the end he is glad that none of them are hurt even though he wished he could have had more time. ]
What was it going to say?
[ he doesn't blame hien or madara for their reactions. they certainly had no issues attacking them and...he'll just rub the back of his head with some frustration. ]
The three of you are relatively okay, though, if only a little scuffed up from all the tussling (and the bonk for Sabo). There's maybe a quiet moment or two in which you can gather your bearings, but before you know it, exhaustion hits. It suddenly becomes really difficult to keep your eyes open, and as much as you try to fight it, sleep hits. Careful not to hit your head on anything, boys.
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Madara is just going to body the thing down off the desk and try to pin it to the floor. If it's stronger than him, great. Can he knee it in any sensitive areas? He would not like to think about sensitive areas on this weird creature but he's feeling feisty.]
Can you just hold still for a second?
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anyway, sabo's going to have a bit of a staring contest with the friend(?)-shaped creature also looking back at the mark on his arm and then back at it. like... are they having this wordless communication of sorts? he'll keep his head at an angle as he sees where this will go. ]
You know what this is and it's a surprise to you to see it on me.
[ it's not a question but clearly sabo wants more clarity. no more shaking or threatening aura; now he's shifting gears to see what it has to say. with or without words. ]
Can you speak?
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> Sabo has a staring contest with the fellow, and the timing of this is inconvenient. They start fading away, just like #1, and the only thing they manage to say is: ]
...You...who are you...that mark, it's -
[ ....And then they're gone. ]
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Since Madara is closeby, he holds his hand out to help him up. ]
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You know, there are two kinds of people...
[Laughing.]
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in the end he is glad that none of them are hurt even though he wished he could have had more time. ]
What was it going to say?
[ he doesn't blame hien or madara for their reactions. they certainly had no issues attacking them and...he'll just rub the back of his head with some frustration. ]
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The three of you are relatively okay, though, if only a little scuffed up from all the tussling (and the bonk for Sabo). There's maybe a quiet moment or two in which you can gather your bearings, but before you know it, exhaustion hits. It suddenly becomes really difficult to keep your eyes open, and as much as you try to fight it, sleep hits. Careful not to hit your head on anything, boys.
You might feel it when you wake up. ]