That slow motion felt so strange in her head. She could feel herself falling back but not the burn of the bolt yet. Though she knew it would be soon. Her skill kept any other bolts from hitting the two of them, but she didn't hear Trunks for the moment. Just had her eyes set on Corrsk, trying to shoot one bolt back at him. She was pretty sure one hit him back, but unsure at the same time to what Trunks had done.
All she realized a moment later was his trying to pull her up, Trying to get her arm over his shoulder. She deactivated the lightsaber and held it tightly, so not to hit him on mistake, and realized a moment later he started to move, lifting off the ground.
Things started to fall in line again, the slow motion moving faster again, the volume control pushed up once more. She heard the bugs regenerating and moving, and heard the woosh of air as he moved them out of the way.
"I'm okay." She said suddenly, as if to promise her partner she was fine. "I'm okay, Trunks. Don't worry about me." She informed him, and shifted, trying to get a grip on his shoulder, tucking under his arm, and moving to be behind him, a firm grip at his shoulder with one hand, the other not so much, but she held on, trying to look down. "What are they?"
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Date: 2017-03-02 02:09 am (UTC)All she realized a moment later was his trying to pull her up, Trying to get her arm over his shoulder. She deactivated the lightsaber and held it tightly, so not to hit him on mistake, and realized a moment later he started to move, lifting off the ground.
Things started to fall in line again, the slow motion moving faster again, the volume control pushed up once more. She heard the bugs regenerating and moving, and heard the woosh of air as he moved them out of the way.
"I'm okay." She said suddenly, as if to promise her partner she was fine. "I'm okay, Trunks. Don't worry about me." She informed him, and shifted, trying to get a grip on his shoulder, tucking under his arm, and moving to be behind him, a firm grip at his shoulder with one hand, the other not so much, but she held on, trying to look down. "What are they?"
Dead, she figured. In a moment.