And Cloud had thanked him for that assistance, and assumed then that he'd be on his way. Or at least not such grating company.
If his increasingly belligerent attitude puts him in any danger, of course, he certainly doesn't sense it - wouldn't, even, were it staring him right in the face (as it well should be, after that first display of power). He's used to being the bottom of the food chain, though. Is missing entire whatever part of a person should make them more wary of some stranger who could squash them like a bug.
(I'll take my chances.)
-he thinks, opens his mouth to shoot back, just before the world changes a drastic measure, and it's all he can do just to round on the strange environment (unlike anything, green and alive as it is), gaping under the edge of his helmet.
"Wh-What did you do?" he demands, staggering backward as if he might find the edge of the illusion just by breaking its boundary. There should be snow drifting around his boots, permafrost ground beneath, and he can almost still feel it like an afterimage imprinted on the soles of his feet. "Just put me back. I didn't ask for any more of your help."
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If his increasingly belligerent attitude puts him in any danger, of course, he certainly doesn't sense it - wouldn't, even, were it staring him right in the face (as it well should be, after that first display of power). He's used to being the bottom of the food chain, though. Is missing entire whatever part of a person should make them more wary of some stranger who could squash them like a bug.
(I'll take my chances.)
-he thinks, opens his mouth to shoot back, just before the world changes a drastic measure, and it's all he can do just to round on the strange environment (unlike anything, green and alive as it is), gaping under the edge of his helmet.
"Wh-What did you do?" he demands, staggering backward as if he might find the edge of the illusion just by breaking its boundary. There should be snow drifting around his boots, permafrost ground beneath, and he can almost still feel it like an afterimage imprinted on the soles of his feet. "Just put me back. I didn't ask for any more of your help."