[ her free hand braces over her face!! What!! in the world!!! She can hear the impact of skin against skin, and the clear distaste in Karamatsu's tone as he speaks to Guzma, emphasis on her earlier request.
In some part of her mind, there is fear. A man twice her size with a grip like solid rock has made his personal, physical strength known. With effort, she tries to tug her hand out of his. ]
Guzma-- [ it's almost like her voice draws his well fortified gaze on her. Luna freezes for a second. It's hard to focus. She even stops pulling on her hand for a second to take it in.
He's...being a jerk. She frowns at him, obviously off-put by his tone, and by the harsh stare. And she's not the only one. Behind her, Chiffon slowly approaches, growling lowly, corners of her mouth lifting into a snarl that certainly isn't befitting of her normally lackadaisical nature. And the likelihood of lashing out like the wolf-pokemon's body language is suggesting is softened only by the fact that he's still holding onto Luna, and he hasn't tried to attack Karamatsu.
Luna looks around-- despite his burliness, she's learned that he's somewhat fast-- and while she could out last him in terms of energy, her shorter legs will only take her so far. She sucks in a breath, swallows hard, and takes a step closer to Guzma. ]
What do we need to ch-chat about?
[ is she spooked? Oh Arceus, yes, stepping closer to the towering mass has reminded her that he is tall and oh boy, he looks really mad. Her jaw tightens to try and keep the adrenaline fueled chittering of her teeth to herself. ]
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In some part of her mind, there is fear. A man twice her size with a grip like solid rock has made his personal, physical strength known. With effort, she tries to tug her hand out of his. ]
Guzma-- [ it's almost like her voice draws his well fortified gaze on her. Luna freezes for a second. It's hard to focus. She even stops pulling on her hand for a second to take it in.
He's...being a jerk. She frowns at him, obviously off-put by his tone, and by the harsh stare. And she's not the only one. Behind her, Chiffon slowly approaches, growling lowly, corners of her mouth lifting into a snarl that certainly isn't befitting of her normally lackadaisical nature. And the likelihood of lashing out like the wolf-pokemon's body language is suggesting is softened only by the fact that he's still holding onto Luna, and he hasn't tried to attack Karamatsu.
Luna looks around-- despite his burliness, she's learned that he's somewhat fast-- and while she could out last him in terms of energy, her shorter legs will only take her so far. She sucks in a breath, swallows hard, and takes a step closer to Guzma. ]
What do we need to ch-chat about?
[ is she spooked? Oh Arceus, yes, stepping closer to the towering mass has reminded her that he is tall and oh boy, he looks really mad. Her jaw tightens to try and keep the adrenaline fueled chittering of her teeth to herself. ]