… Out in the open, in the middle of a literal battlefield -
Korone takes a deep breath. Holds it. Exhales. It's okay — okay in the sense that it's manageable; she's right here, and she's strong enough to keep him safe from anything that might try to do him harm. … Unless, like, Wukong loses his mind, of course, or MK, but that's what teleporting the fuck out of dodge is for. Not that it'll happen! … Probably? … Well, no, it definitely could happen sometime, that's exactly the kind of bullshit she's learned to expect, but there's no indication that anything like that is going on right now. So. It's okay. She's got this.
She stays right where she is, staff resting across her lap, one hand running gently through his hair while the other taps away at her phone. Maybe there's something on the network about people falling asleep? … Mmmnope, not so far. Damn. She checks around elsewhere online just in case, figuring that he'd probably appreciate a solution before a potential princess carry.
He wakes up seconds before she finally decides to call it. She leans back just enough to avoid an accidental headbutt, once again thankings her lucky stars he isn't the type to wake up swinging. The hand on his head slips down to rest on his arm. ]
You dropped like something hit you with a sleep spell. [ She peers at him, checking for signs of weakness, fogginess, or anything else Off. ] A strong one, it's been about thirty minutes and even [ chirps, dad! pay attention to me! ] didn't get through. No signs of a curse, nothing on the network so far.
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… Out in the open, in the middle of a literal battlefield -
Korone takes a deep breath. Holds it. Exhales. It's okay — okay in the sense that it's manageable; she's right here, and she's strong enough to keep him safe from anything that might try to do him harm. … Unless, like, Wukong loses his mind, of course, or MK, but that's what teleporting the fuck out of dodge is for. Not that it'll happen! … Probably? … Well, no, it definitely could happen sometime, that's exactly the kind of bullshit she's learned to expect, but there's no indication that anything like that is going on right now. So. It's okay. She's got this.
She stays right where she is, staff resting across her lap, one hand running gently through his hair while the other taps away at her phone. Maybe there's something on the network about people falling asleep? … Mmmnope, not so far. Damn. She checks around elsewhere online just in case, figuring that he'd probably appreciate a solution before a potential princess carry.
He wakes up seconds before she finally decides to call it. She leans back just enough to avoid an accidental headbutt, once again thankings her lucky stars he isn't the type to wake up swinging. The hand on his head slips down to rest on his arm. ]
You dropped like something hit you with a sleep spell. [ She peers at him, checking for signs of weakness, fogginess, or anything else Off. ] A strong one, it's been about thirty minutes and even [ chirps, dad! pay attention to me! ] didn't get through. No signs of a curse, nothing on the network so far.
How are you feeling?