[This was supposed to be a straightforward escort job. Devolving into espionage and political intrigue is about the last thing he was looking to sign up for. But here they are, it seems. The good news is that it's been pretty uneventful, save for the interpersonal drama. The bad news—
Well, it sure doesn't stay that way. The Transistor only has enough memory for a certain number of functions. And unfortunately, keeping him on his feet takes a pretty big fraction of that. With the arrows raining in their direction, it looks like they could use a little more flexibility.
(He gets just enough >incoming projectile warning from the Transistor to grab for Red's wrist and pull her out of the open as the first arrows start to land. And as little as he likes it...he can guess what the look she shoots him means. Hesitates—just because he knows she's more than proven she can hold her own with this thing...doesn't make him any more comfortable with leaving her to do it. At least she's not alone, this time. He throws a glance back at their charges and then nods, relinquishing the Transistor to her with a regretful "Yeah. Go ahead.")
Which puts him in a maddening, familiar place, as the attack starts in earnest. Snapped back inside to the empty place he occupies in the Transistor with little to do but watch the arrows fly by while Red resets the loadout of Functions at her disposal and faces down the bandits with Yusuke.
It's been so long, he'd almost forgotten how hard this is. But at least he can make himself useful. After a beat, for Yusuke's benefit, since Red will be able to see the feedback the same as he can, by now—]
Got us outnumbered. [One thing at a time. The feedback he's getting from the Transistor is incomplete, but those arrows are definitely coming from half a dozen different bows, clustered in twos or threes. Maybe more.] Gonna need a way to get out there and break 'em up.
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Well, it sure doesn't stay that way. The Transistor only has enough memory for a certain number of functions. And unfortunately, keeping him on his feet takes a pretty big fraction of that. With the arrows raining in their direction, it looks like they could use a little more flexibility.
(He gets just enough >incoming projectile warning from the Transistor to grab for Red's wrist and pull her out of the open as the first arrows start to land. And as little as he likes it...he can guess what the look she shoots him means. Hesitates—just because he knows she's more than proven she can hold her own with this thing...doesn't make him any more comfortable with leaving her to do it. At least she's not alone, this time. He throws a glance back at their charges and then nods, relinquishing the Transistor to her with a regretful "Yeah. Go ahead.")
Which puts him in a maddening, familiar place, as the attack starts in earnest. Snapped back inside to the empty place he occupies in the Transistor with little to do but watch the arrows fly by while Red resets the loadout of Functions at her disposal and faces down the bandits with Yusuke.
It's been so long, he'd almost forgotten how hard this is. But at least he can make himself useful. After a beat, for Yusuke's benefit, since Red will be able to see the feedback the same as he can, by now—]
Got us outnumbered. [One thing at a time. The feedback he's getting from the Transistor is incomplete, but those arrows are definitely coming from half a dozen different bows, clustered in twos or threes. Maybe more.] Gonna need a way to get out there and break 'em up.