[ Vanille staggers with the weight of the spell, falling straight to her knees as she cries out in pain. Picking herself up again, she pulls out her weapon, flashing Hope and Serah a grateful smile as she turns and hurries down to meet the thing in the middle of town. How it got there without squishing everything flat is beyond her, but she's grateful.
Once she makes it close enough, she stands a little back and turns to address the questions, shaking her head at Hope. ]
I don't know. It seems tougher...
[ And then to Snow: ]
His front legs! Take those down first and then you can reach his head!
[ Meanwhile, she'll start in on a Slow Dance to hopefully keep the thing from doing too much too quickly. If ever there was a time she's missed the paradigms of being a l'Cie... it's now. ]
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Date: 2011-06-14 02:26 pm (UTC)Once she makes it close enough, she stands a little back and turns to address the questions, shaking her head at Hope. ]
I don't know. It seems tougher...
[ And then to Snow: ]
His front legs! Take those down first and then you can reach his head!
[ Meanwhile, she'll start in on a Slow Dance to hopefully keep the thing from doing too much too quickly. If ever there was a time she's missed the paradigms of being a l'Cie... it's now. ]