[By this point, Red was just growing impatient-- he'd already spent the first half of the day day pumping bullets and lasers into a giant enemy crab, so what would it prove just to send a few more towards this weird sea...dragon...thing? So he took the first wave on the chin, and the second wave when he passed on trying to convince this thing he was clever. Just when he thought he'd finally had his fill of water, there came another big splash to the face... well, maybe this would be the last one, if he was lucky.
Still. 'Resolve?' Here he was, staring down the third or fourth gigantic Godlike monstrosity he'd locked eyes with in his lifestime, and it was asking him what he knew about 'Resolve?' Like this was some kinda essay question on the piloting exam? What was he supposed to do, tell it that once he got down to work, there's just no stopping him, and expect this thing to applaud him?
Even if the performances may have been a bit goofy though Azusa's was actually pretty cool, the others were right; this thing wanted to be impressed, and- at this point- another round of attacks wasn't going to do it.]
...Y'know what?
[He gave an agitated grunt, and there was light, metallic clatter as he let those carefully-loaded thunder bullets fall to the ground. Those things would just be a liability the next time Leviathan dropped a wave on them.]
After living through my own sacrifice, fightin' off two giant titano-machina, stopping the end of the world, helpin' to save an underwater city, and gettin' asked that same question every doggone time, I think I've run out of stuff to prove.
[Still, he'd need to keep that gunblade in hand for lack of a shield. Red swore he could feel that Paladin asterisk throbbing somewhere inside of him-- maybe it was the hindsight of seeing abilities like 'Cover' in action, or maybe it was the asterisk's way of somehow saying 'I told you so' after not bothering to put any of his efforts towards advancing it. Heck, that 'Paladin' from back home may as well have been the one to say it.
Nonetheless, even if he didn't have the setup or Paladin experience for it, he did have heavy armor. The least he could do was step forward-- trudging through the remaining water, until he stood before Azusa, Madhuri, Yue... and all the rest of those people still left standing after the third wave. He held out his gunblade, braced between both hands for what little protection it might afford him against a tidal wave- and what little cover he might body-block from those people behind him.]
But the least you could do is not hit my friends with the next one.
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Still. 'Resolve?' Here he was, staring down the third or fourth gigantic Godlike monstrosity he'd locked eyes with in his lifestime, and it was asking him what he knew about 'Resolve?' Like this was some kinda essay question on the piloting exam? What was he supposed to do, tell it that once he got down to work, there's just no stopping him, and expect this thing to applaud him?
Even if the performances may have been a bit goofy though Azusa's was actually pretty cool, the others were right; this thing wanted to be impressed, and- at this point- another round of attacks wasn't going to do it.]
...Y'know what?
[He gave an agitated grunt, and there was light, metallic clatter as he let those carefully-loaded thunder bullets fall to the ground. Those things would just be a liability the next time Leviathan dropped a wave on them.]
After living through my own sacrifice, fightin' off two giant titano-machina, stopping the end of the world, helpin' to save an underwater city, and gettin' asked that same question every doggone time, I think I've run out of stuff to prove.
[Still, he'd need to keep that gunblade in hand for lack of a shield. Red swore he could feel that Paladin asterisk throbbing somewhere inside of him-- maybe it was the hindsight of seeing abilities like 'Cover' in action, or maybe it was the asterisk's way of somehow saying 'I told you so' after not bothering to put any of his efforts towards advancing it. Heck, that 'Paladin' from back home may as well have been the one to say it.
Nonetheless, even if he didn't have the setup or Paladin experience for it, he did have heavy armor. The least he could do was step forward-- trudging through the remaining water, until he stood before Azusa, Madhuri, Yue... and all the rest of those people still left standing after the third wave. He held out his gunblade, braced between both hands for what little protection it might afford him against a tidal wave- and what little cover he might body-block from those people behind him.]
But the least you could do is not hit my friends with the next one.