[ Castor pauses for a split second as four thoughts blink through her mind.
That bomb is about to explode.
Vax is hardly on his feet.
Noctis is deliberately not moving for cover.
There is not enough time to rectify all of these things. ]
Ah Fuck.
[ Okay.
Step one: Vax only weighs six ponze, so she all but picks him up, hauling his skinny arse behind the cover granted by Shiro.
Step two: She'll never get Noctis to that same safety, but she nevertheless grabs for his wrist, tugging him backwards and moving to be between him and the bomb in the same move. She's a hale girl; if it blows, she'll be fine. Right? ]
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That bomb is about to explode.
Vax is hardly on his feet.
Noctis is deliberately not moving for cover.
There is not enough time to rectify all of these things. ]
Ah Fuck.
[ Okay.
Step one: Vax only weighs six ponze, so she all but picks him up, hauling his skinny arse behind the cover granted by Shiro.
Step two: She'll never get Noctis to that same safety, but she nevertheless grabs for his wrist, tugging him backwards and moving to be between him and the bomb in the same move. She's a hale girl; if it blows, she'll be fine. Right? ]