( He's not in charge of anything, and the people who tag along on this mission aren't his business. For all he knows, the slightest among them could be a thousand year old wizard (sorcerer) or something. Still, it takes concentrated effort to bite his tongue when some of the members they send look young. They seem innocent.
But so does Natasha, and she could kick just about anybody's ass she set her mind to. He's trying not to judge.
Can't help but keep an eye out on her. Turns out his gut instinct hasn't started to fail him yet. )
What?
( Not as in I didn't hear you, as in are you nuts?
But there goes that swelling light, and... yeah, god damn wizards and all. He grips the tentacle so tight it starts to give way under his left hand, and he raises his right forearm to block out the blinding white.
His eyes adjust far more quickly and thoroughly than your standard fare human. He raises his voice above the cacophony of hissing; )
Come on, we gotta get you outta here! They'll burn straight through your skin.
( One sharp yank to the tentacle detaches it, and he drops it heavily onto the floor. )
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But so does Natasha, and she could kick just about anybody's ass she set her mind to. He's trying not to judge.
Can't help but keep an eye out on her. Turns out his gut instinct hasn't started to fail him yet. )
What?
( Not as in I didn't hear you, as in are you nuts?
But there goes that swelling light, and... yeah, god damn wizards and all. He grips the tentacle so tight it starts to give way under his left hand, and he raises his right forearm to block out the blinding white.
His eyes adjust far more quickly and thoroughly than your standard fare human. He raises his voice above the cacophony of hissing; )
Come on, we gotta get you outta here! They'll burn straight through your skin.
( One sharp yank to the tentacle detaches it, and he drops it heavily onto the floor. )