[ Noct's streak of bad luck continues. just as he's suddenly forced back, he has to stare at a giant turtle's ass for all of five seconds before Madara runs away and Eleanor begins shooting force rounds into his general direction. ]
Seriously!? [ he says as he clambers to all fours, groaning at the thought of still having to secure what little life he has remaining. this whole thing begins to feel like a moot point after a while. ] Little more of a heads up before you start shooting at me next time, please!
[ it should be mentioned that he has his stupid fishing rod, too, even if teleportation won't help much in this situation. so what does he do?
he sits on his ass and casts his line right at the turtle, hoping to maybe catch the shell with his hook and pull at it by twisting at the reel. yes, he's seriously fishing right now. it'll distract the turtle long enough for Eleanor to get a good few shots in, at least? maybe? ]
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Seriously!? [ he says as he clambers to all fours, groaning at the thought of still having to secure what little life he has remaining. this whole thing begins to feel like a moot point after a while. ] Little more of a heads up before you start shooting at me next time, please!
[ it should be mentioned that he has his stupid fishing rod, too, even if teleportation won't help much in this situation. so what does he do?
he sits on his ass and casts his line right at the turtle, hoping to maybe catch the shell with his hook and pull at it by twisting at the reel. yes, he's seriously fishing right now. it'll distract the turtle long enough for Eleanor to get a good few shots in, at least? maybe? ]