[It's a lucky thing that Kadoc does catch her eye—mostly because he's already scanning the room to try and get a bead on an escape route, which they're going to need right about now. Now that Gareth's been noticed, the crowd is closing in: people who want to take a shot at the Celliwig Champion, and disguised club employees who want to get their hands on yet another Hot Knight. The Celliwig Champion in a bunny suit! They can't let that slip through their fingers!
It's a good thing only one of the three of them on this mission is a very noticeable person.
Kadoc's options are limited. He only has one magic type, and he's not going to swing his way out of this one with a shitty lightsaber. But at least the type he does have is a good one for making a getaway.
. . . Gareth's still within his reach, so Kadoc reaches out to her, claps a hand over her eyes, squeezes his own eyes shut, and sets off a bright, blinding flash of light—not a laser this time, but just a light bomb to hopefully stun enough of the people surrounding them that they can push through and run. Run, run, run!
Also, hopefully Ritsuka and her group have scooted out by then. Uh oh.]
no subject
It's a good thing only one of the three of them on this mission is a very noticeable person.
Kadoc's options are limited. He only has one magic type, and he's not going to swing his way out of this one with a shitty lightsaber. But at least the type he does have is a good one for making a getaway.
. . . Gareth's still within his reach, so Kadoc reaches out to her, claps a hand over her eyes, squeezes his own eyes shut, and sets off a bright, blinding flash of light—not a laser this time, but just a light bomb to hopefully stun enough of the people surrounding them that they can push through and run. Run, run, run!
Also, hopefully Ritsuka and her group have scooted out by then. Uh oh.]